Yes. . .that is MY arm!
That is MY tattoo!
It is such a part of me, it never even hurt or scabbed or got weird in any way. I’m happy with it! It’s permanent. Carpe Diem! oh. . .yeah!!!
Another way I’ve personally seized the day (with the assistance of my son, Evan) and grabbed an opportunity when it presented itself. Gives me a few talking points, too. Pro or con tattoo. Why and what is Carpe Diem? Why would I (at my ‘advanced’ age) do this? Well, why not???
Feeling like I need to break out of some boxes (whether self-or-other created) and truly live. Feel like I’m continually holding myself in or back or at bay.
Carpe Diem beloveds!