My Third Tattoo.
It’s been a while. I’ve been gone, and it’s been foggy.
Turned 26 and as cliche as it sounds want to turn a new leaf.
Things have to change, and as a rule they will. Maybe this time the change can happen in a more controlled environment.
I have been wanting to get a tattoo of a tree for a while; nothing stronger and more beautifully resilient than a tree…