Aug 13, 2009 09:08
Buried in your bedroom under blankets and black clothes theres a confession that's dying to awake. You grit your teeth and bite hard on that tongue afraid of what it might say. Let it go. Let the words flow straight from your heart unfiltered by what it might spark. Feel the pain leave your chest and breathe again. This is truth. This is what's real. Love.
I'm getting my chest tattoo finished tomorrow. It looks awesome so far. We'll be adding color. Sean (tattoo artist) is pretty stocked about doing the sea and the sky. I love when he gets a vision or idea and takes off with it. Thought about adding "keeping our word to a sinking ship" to the bottom. Etid lyrics. I'm excited to get it finished. Then it's all about finishing the top half og my sleeve and onto the other arm.
Work has been good. I'm working a new schedule under a new manager, so it gives me a chance to shine for someone new. Rumor that a supervisor position may open up in the coming months. I'm all over it!
Ok well I gave a few specifics this time. Done.