I did my first kickflip today since breaking my femur 7 months ago.
It was difficult.
It was painful.
It was sloppy.
It was [possibly] payback for me harassing strangers to do the same.
But it was gratifying beyond words.
Find your metaphorical kickflip and don’t quit on it.
At a weed store you can say, “I want something to help me sleep that won’t make me wonder if my back door is unlocked,” and they will take you seriously, think hard about it, and then say something like, “Have you tried Ooga Booga Skywalker Cake?”