we once were young. a winged migration.

these shows were the best i ever experienced. the fuel was there and the fire burning hotter than ever. the scene was on the brink of explosion. there was so much in the air those nights, buzzing like mad. a different state of being, ever present. i hope you too have these memories somewhere out there, stuck deep in your gut. we rolled deep. half fort wayne and the other half skateboarders. 15 years and more rick.  those days have past now, that bands broken up and we all live in different worlds, but its nights like these that keep me coming back."like rebel with an o!"

now back to my S.W.O.T. analysis, goals and developments presentation im supposed to be working...thru.

the war and never ender.