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Meow. 

After a tumultuous night, I went out for a skate once the streets emptied. It was only in my immediate block, but I still hadn't gotten around to proper exploring and it was a good time as ever. 

Oh, how do I justly describe the thrill of riding through an empty street? The adrenaline from the constant worrying that you'll hit a crack in the pavement, from the fear of losing balance and then blood; the exhilaration of racing down the street at superhuman speed; the relief when you stop at the bottom of a hill without lurching and losing the board (clearly I'm still learning). 

More tomorrow. For now, I sleep. Good night.