No, I’m not taking flying lessons. It just seemed like a good title.
I’m learning to ride the ZBoard, which is…kinda like flying, in a way. For me.
The ZBoard, for anyone random reading this, is a skateboard that goes on its own, powered by a big battery, and controlled by two pads. One is ‘Go-go-go’, and the other is, ‘SHIT WHERE THE FUCK DID I LEAVE THE BRAKE’. It weighs nearly 30lbs, and it’s kinda pricey.
It’s been a bit, I know. I haven’t had any focus, though. And the one day I thought I might have focus, I started getting all un-focused again.
The post title has a point, but I’m going to try to weave it in to a story about my…has it been a week? Because I do in a week what most people do in a day.
This is going to be a little out of order, I think.
Why? Because I probably shouldn’t do this until I do the post I kinda want to do about what depression is like, for me. But I don’t want to do that right now. Not only do I not feel like I could, but I’ve got this giant looming ‘Others have done it better, very recently’ thing going on.
So you’re getting this instead.