I went to hang out with Les at a tattoo shop (she has some friends that work there) up the street from my house and randomly decided to have my heart redone.

It was originally done two years ago in North Carolina when Paul and I were visiting his family. It had no meaning at the time but turned out to be pretty significant. When he and I were still together, it was a reminder of good times that we shared and how hard I was fighting for him. I’m glad I decided to have it fixed, because it was faded and uneven. I couldn’t be happier with how it turned out, it’s just right. Now it reminds that shit can be ugly and lopsided but it doesn’t have to stay that way.

Yes, I so just related a tiny heart-shaped tattoo on my middle finger to my (love) life and how much it’s changed. I know I’m silly, but I really feel that way.

ps - I failed Project 365 again. The past seven days have been a little hectic, so I will admit to my failure and just take my photos when I feel inspired. D’oh!

pss - I have edited this post 365 times.

Filed in Daily, Les, Photos, Relationships, Shawn on Wednesday, April 16, 2008 ·