I was so sad yesterday night. 3 attempts at loading my day 12 into the wordpress app. No luck, it just kept deleting my posts. 😦
Oh well! I’ve done so much more writing in the past 2 weeks that I certaintly cannot complain as this has been an amazing challenge! I love writing different stories now. So more information about my little world and the way that it works.
I love sleeping in, yet I am a teacher and on weekdays I am usually up by 5am (at the lastest). Sometimes as early as 3:30am is when I rise and shine. In some ways I think I picked the worst career just because of the early start time. In the end though, there is no other job that I could imagine doing for the rest of my life.
In fact there are so many reasons that I don’t mesh with the traditional role of a teacher and I am writing about one of my obsessions: Tattoos.
I currently have 7 tattoos and I love everything about them. I feel like my skin is a canvas and I am allowing an artist to help tell my story through visual means. I’ve gotten a tattoo in every country I’ve lived in, except Turkey. From my very first tattoo, which I got 2 weeks after my wedding, I knew this would be a new turning point. I’ve since then gotten 6 more. The bright swirls of ink of my skin have never made me sad. In some ways, I feel like I would be covered from the next down had I not become a teacher, but frankly I am not willing to have to cover my arms yet if I decide to get sleeves….maybe one day 🙂
I haven’t gotten a new tattoo in 2 years almost and the desire is burning bright. I’ve chosen my next piece and will get it done in about 2 weeks. I am so freaking stoked about this, the calming buzz of the needle so familiar to me now.
Here is the upcoming new work to be inked on my skin forever:
In my opinion, there isn’t much better! I’ll post pictures when it’s finished.