It's about that time again....
...The time for contemplation. The time for review. The time for birthdays. The time for a new tattoo.
Ok, so I'm not sure about the last one, but if I can pull this off it's going to be perfection. It would be several inches long, but not incredibly detailed so it would only take 30-45 minutes. It would be relatively inexpensive. It would be the first one I've gotten alone (which would be a huge deal). It would incorporate two things that will forever be under my skin and put them, literally, under my skin forever. I'm gonna try to get the sketches done by tomorrow night and hand it to my artist for completion on Saturday, my 22nd birthday. If I pull this off it'll be my 4th tattoo in the last year and my 7th overall. Here's hoping....
In other news, where has the time gone?? 22... Twenty-fucking-two. Jesus. I'm a real adult now, huh? I've always felt like one, but now it's kinda happening. Last June was the last big birthday until 30. On the one hand I'm very proud with who I am and how far I've come. On the other, I grew up in a place where you were out of school, had a house, had a spouse, had a career and in some cases even had kids before you could legally drink. Now, I know this is not really the average, but it was when I was growing up and until I moved to Austin (when I was 20) it seemed like that was the way of the world. A lot of my childhood friends and most of my family have gotten married, had kids, gotten a place... all that good stuff. I'm working on it, I know I am. But it still feels like I'm getting older with little to show for my "accomplishments". So now is the task of figuring out what I really want with my life and the best way to obtain it....
Maybe I'll just start with getting the tattoo lined up first :)
Ok, so I'm not sure about the last one, but if I can pull this off it's going to be perfection. It would be several inches long, but not incredibly detailed so it would only take 30-45 minutes. It would be relatively inexpensive. It would be the first one I've gotten alone (which would be a huge deal). It would incorporate two things that will forever be under my skin and put them, literally, under my skin forever. I'm gonna try to get the sketches done by tomorrow night and hand it to my artist for completion on Saturday, my 22nd birthday. If I pull this off it'll be my 4th tattoo in the last year and my 7th overall. Here's hoping....
In other news, where has the time gone?? 22... Twenty-fucking-two. Jesus. I'm a real adult now, huh? I've always felt like one, but now it's kinda happening. Last June was the last big birthday until 30. On the one hand I'm very proud with who I am and how far I've come. On the other, I grew up in a place where you were out of school, had a house, had a spouse, had a career and in some cases even had kids before you could legally drink. Now, I know this is not really the average, but it was when I was growing up and until I moved to Austin (when I was 20) it seemed like that was the way of the world. A lot of my childhood friends and most of my family have gotten married, had kids, gotten a place... all that good stuff. I'm working on it, I know I am. But it still feels like I'm getting older with little to show for my "accomplishments". So now is the task of figuring out what I really want with my life and the best way to obtain it....
Maybe I'll just start with getting the tattoo lined up first :)