I have yet to grasp the concept of doing something that you dislike for years on end, that sounds like death in life if you ask me.
You might as well be a zombie – a penguin walking, no-nonsense taking, human flesh craving zombie.
This concept that I cannot grasp is a sure fire route to “getting old.”
Although, “getting old” is a state of mind – you can be “old” at 22, while another person is quite youthful at 43. Sure you can get old in age, in regards to the number: that lady is 58, therefore she is considered an “old” person – on paper, sure she may not be able to bounce around like she used to at 19, but nonetheless she can still probably get around just fine if she doesn’t let something as insignificant as mere numbers get to her head. That’s all age really is, it’s just numbers; someone came up with the bright idea to turn the amount of times a person has spent sharing revolutions with the Earth around the Sun into a number, and at that number, you are supposed to feel, behave, and speak a certain way. (15 revolutions, 15 years old; 31 revolutions, 31 years old) It almost seems a bit ridiculous when speaking of it in such terms.
It’s the repetitive, tedious, uneventfulness of the everyday that can get to a person, can truly makes a person feel old. When you begin to immerse yourself into something that you do not enjoy – day after day – you begin to lose your sense of identity, and as well, your youth.
For the majority of people who continue to ride a skateboard to this very day, I would make the assumption that they began doing it at a young age – maybe in early adolescence. And since beginning it at such a young age, it’s as if the child that found skateboarding remains within as long as the wheels keep rolling. But as you continue to grow, the demands of adulthood began to present itself, making the role of the child in you more and more minute.
These “demands” that I speak of can also known as good ‘ol “responsibility” – cell phone bills, car payments, car registration, house payments, house maintenance, and a load of other adulthood “necessities,” (in quotes because I hold the belief that we can go without many of these things) and you can’t forget those minor inconveniences that like to show up from time to time – getting in a small fender bender or waiting in line at the grocery store for hours on end because the person up front can’t decide if whether they want 1% or fat free milk. It’s the little things, and after some time, these “little things” can surely take a toll on you.
These small quotidian things can literally make a person old – mentally and physically – and make them totally forget about all the things they once loved, and as a result, turning them into yet just another cog to keep The Machine going.
But skateboarding is there, that childhood friend that you just can’t let go of. It keeps you young – it’s a tangible Fountain of Youth. Throughout all the everyday grown-up stuff that you don’t want to do, but you’re told you have to, as your duty as an American citizen, blah, blah, blah… skateboarding is one of the those things that you find yourself always looking forward to; after a long day of responsibility, you have to make some time for doing something not so responsible – take skateboarding for example.