a tat for 21

i turned 21 a couple days ago. guess what my birthday present to myself was? a beautiful tattoo! my first one. a friend and i drove down to the tattoo parlor, walked inside and an hour later a guy was buzzing away on my skin. we talked about lots of things while i was being inked. some of it was pretty heavy stuff too. when we started talking about the things you should really care about in life, the parts that really matter, i had to smile to myself. sitting in a tattoo place, having a serious conversation with a nice guy who happens to be pushing needles into my back, just made me laugh inside. when it was done i was thrilled. it was perfect. more detailed than i expected and much better. as i was sipping some wine later that night i thought, "i feel like a grown up. even though i know i still have a long way to go, i'll just let myself feel like an adult right now."

good birthday.