A friend asked me the other day if I regretted any of my tattoos. I said no, because each one marks a memory or important point in my life that I never want to forget. Then they gestured to my chest piece. Even that one?
And it made think of how long it’s been since then and where I am in my life.
No. I don’t regret this one, it’s my favorite tattoo. Because to me that was the most important point in my life and I’ll never get it back. All I have left are these memories.