When I was in London we had a group of people who played basketball every week on Sunday. I remember writing about it. The growing anticipation, the joy of preparation, the victorious feeling of satisfaction. It was a good routine and I feel like I needed that at that time. It took certain effort, but it was definitely something to look forward to each week.
It felt good to have a certain pattern in my week. Sundays basketball acted as a weekly psychological bookmark. The exhausted train ride back home from Wimbledon to Kings Cross station was an important part of that. When I got back home I knew, alright that's the end of this week. Tomorrow is a new day in a new week, let's go. Sometimes I miss that feeling.
Every Wednesday evening we meet on the ninth floor of a black office building in Jongno. A group of seven very different guys who have one thing in common, the love for skateboarding. That, and the drive to make something happen with it. It's always great fun to hang out with the guys and plan and present, discuss and deliver. It's a start, and I hope that we will make a difference.
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