Man I still have my #1 love for art deep in my heart, TAGGING.
That rush when you step on the city bus knowin you are about to ROCK the shit out of it & dont care if anyone sees.
that feeling in your gut walkin up to the wall, can-in-hand ready to top some toy or cross out your rival.
The feeling I used to get, just going to school knowing I was with some of the MAJOR graf influences in San Jose
I was a MAJOR graf head & lived it for MANY years ( I still get down, just not illegally )
...to this day I catch myself finger taggin on dust lol....I still got a gang of split & dyed streaks in my dresser drawer & a bag of phantoms I have kept for probably 20 years now.