Even though I probably won’t get another tattoo, I think about this question a lot. I like a lot of text tattoos, so I might get a John Green quote (“In my memory, it doesn’t end. We stayed there, looking at each other, forever.”) or a Harper Lee quote (“Autumn again, and Boo’s children needed him.”) or a Haunted Mansion quote (“Your cadaverous pallor betrays an aura of foreboding, almost as though you sense a disquieting metamorphosis.”) Or I might get a picture of Rocket Raccoon. You can see why I doubt I’ll actually get another one.
I saw this question almost a week ago and saved it for a new entry. But I really should stop saving these questions for later. It never ends in a cheerful post.
My job laid me off, with pay and benefits until August. They told me they’re restructuring and my job can be mostly automated now. So it’s back to the job trenches for me, five years the wiser.
While I work to find new work, I’m still writing 500 words a weekday. I’m going to keep on writing, because I need to. Work is important, but so are dreams.
Dreams are like paper, they tear so easily.
– Gilda Radner
Sara Mazariegos 