The Skateboarder

I’m walking down 4th, on my way to work, and I’ve been thinking about this stupid fight I had all day. I would tell you what it was about, if it wasn’t so stupid. It’s takin up my whole day, as if it was so important. And no matter what I do, I can’t let go of it.

I look to my left, and I see this guy, with headphones around his neck, gliding down the street, on a skateboard.

He has no arms. Just these small hands.

And then everything juts into perspective.

From my heart to yours,

Clint Curtis. Bartender.

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