The New Tattoo
On Saturday I will be making my way to the tattoo parlor to get my 4th piece of art. I love my tattoo guy he is, by far the best. This one is a butterfly that I am putting on my back. However, it is apart of a bigger envisioned tattoo.
Everyone thinks that I am addicted to tattoos now or some kind of masochist. This is not the case. I have just found a pleasure in the beauty of the art, the pain however I could live without.
I know tattoos are the ‘it’ thing to do right now and everyone is finding themselves drawn to the parlor. All I say is don’t get anything that you will regret 15 years from now because they say tattoo removal puts the actual tattoo to shame. The pain is definitely not worth it. Besides why would you want something on your body that doesn’t mean anything to you or that will make you want to hide it from certain types of people.
Tattooing has been around for well over 2000 years. I think there is an emotional inclination behind it that draws people to them but also pushes some people away. Or makes them stereotype those of us that are drawn to the ink.
A tattoo is definitely not for the weak minded individual; it is for open-minded and free spirited people. I consider myself to be a free-spirit and I can say this because just 2-3 years ago I wasn’t one. When you make the change you realize it because new doors open up to you. Don’t get me wrong, I still have a lot of doors that need opening but damnit I’m well in front of a lot and i mean A LOT of people that I know.
So if you’re thinking about joining the clan please think long and hard before you make that decision. Or go get a piercing, lol, those can always be removed.
Life’s Unexpected Twists
It’s funny how life works. Things happen to you and you would never see yourself in that situation until your placed smack dab in the middle of that very situation.
I work at a temp agency so I talk to a lot of people that are looking for work or looking to supplement an already existent income. The other day I received a call from a gentleman, whom we will call John, looking for work while he is on the East coast for the summer. Apparently, he was so smitten (and yes babe I said smitten) with the way that I sound he decided to call back and offer me his number for casual conversation, whenever I might possibly be free. Me, being the free spirit that I am, I took it.
For about a week now we have been talking on the phone everyday for a minimum of 2 hours a day. I have never met someone in the entirety of my life that I have so much in common with. Even when I date other people that are the same sign as me. It’s like we talk about anything from what the day was like to arranged marriages (the latest topic of discussion).
So I guess that brings me to how life hands you things to see how you will deal with them. I’m not saying that this guy is the man of my dreams but I’m not turning my nose up at the idea that he could possibly be. Life is short and if an opportunity presents itself I feel like you should take it just because you never know the reasoning behind its appearance until its over. And if you don’t take life by the wings and soar as high as the sky will let you, you will be left on the ground wondering what if and/or how come. My only advice is to hold on tight because the ride can be a douzy sometimes.
