So I made it back to Tulsa late Monday night. I haven’t felt so great since I’ve been back, but I’m sure that’ll work itself out soon and I’ll get back in the swing of things.
I have to say – everything looks different after this trip. In a good way.
I don’t have too much to say about it right now – but know I had a great time. Parts of it were difficult, other parts were really fun, all of it was good. I made some really good new friends, saw a lot of old good friends, and I got to spend plenty of time on my own, just relaxing, listening to the waves and some good music.
Here are a few pictures from the trip.
Yes, I finally built up enough vacation time at work to get the hell out of dodge. I’ll be back in Tulsa soon though, and will pick up where I left off. Only with maybe a few more pictures to share. And some interesting stories. It’s been an unusual trip. Maybe I’ll tell you about it.
I have a tattoo. Lots of people have tattoos. How carefully do you think all those people think about what they’re doing before they get their tattoo?
I admit, my tattoo was a kind of a quick decision. I remember exactly where I was when I realized what I needed to do. I was vacationing in Sunset Beach last summer, driving up PCH to go grocery shopping. On the bridge between Sunset Beach and Seal Beach, stopped in traffic, I looked at the guy driving the old beat up Volvo in front of me (I know, seems like an unlikely source of inspiration for much of anything, really). I saw his arm – it was covered in tattoos. And all of a sudden it hit me. I need a tattoo! To come home from vacation with a permanent reminder of my time at the beach seemed like a very good idea.
And so here it is:
If you can’t see it very well, it’s a tiny ‘OM’ symbol. The sound of the universe. I chose it so that I would remember that even when I may feel alone, I’m always connected to something that’s bigger and more important than myself. I chose my wrist so that I could see it easily. But, I’m not allowed to show it at work, so I have to wear a watch over it most of the day. Not that you can force the concept of time on the ultimate nature of the universe, but you know, I try.
How you feel about tattoos could be an indication of how you approach relationships. Well, it’s plausible, isn’t it?
First off, do you even like tattoos? If not, why? Do you think they’re unsightly? Perhaps you think they’re ugly; you’re more of a clean livin’, no fuss, no muss kind of person. Do you prefer a relationship that’s the same way? Clean and simple – no drama, no fuss. And in some cases, no meaningful length of time…
Or you don’t want to mark up your body with anything permanent…? How come? Do you not want to commit to it? Is there nothing that has enough meaning to you, to have it permanently inked on your skin?
Do you like tattoos but are afraid to get one because it’ll hurt? Scared to try something new?
OK so if you like tattoos, how come? What about them? Do you like the idea of carving something into your body because you like the way it looks? Does it have personal meaning to you? Do you want a permanent reminder of something, to carry with you? You’re not afraid to make that commitment?
It’s pretty obvious that many, many, (many) people get tattoos that most likely weren’t really thought out very well ahead of time. Well couldn’t you say the same about relationships?? Um, HELL yes…