My favorite poet, of all time ever, is Rudy Francisco.
In one of his poems he says something along the lines of "and you just starting doing things. Out of character things".... and here I am doing that.
When I first broke out of my shell, I fucking broke out. Flew myself to Texas for RTX. First plane ride, first travelling experience, all on my own, met people I had never met before, it was a great time. That's me stepping out of my comfort zone.
It isn't taking a different street to get to work. Or talking to a stranger in line. It's always gotta be something that just destroys all of my sense of normalcy. Shatters it. Makes me come back feeling like a new person.
I'm not going to be travelling (too far) this year so. How am I making up for it?
I'm getting my sternum tattooed!
Yeah. It's my first tattoo. And I think I'll be going alone to get it done. And I'm not really sure what I'm doing. But I figure if I'm going to fuck myself up with a new experience, I might as well go hard in the pit. So. Yeah. I go in Friday at 3:00 p.m. to see what he's come up with and more than likely get it done then. It's a meaningful tattoo that I've put a lot of thought into so don't think I'm too rash. But I just need something that makes me feel different and in control and... I don't know. Not this I guess.
And that's my super short show.
Love you <3