Slightly blurry photo but… I got two more tattoos last night. I can be more honest about how I feel about things on my tumblr because non of my friends or relatives follow it so I can let my gard down a bit. My dad died about 5 years ago i think. I handled it well. Took it in stride.

Recently I got out of  13 year relationship. Lived together for 13 years married for 6. I did a lot of things to cope with being in a bad marriage. Positive things. I felt like if I could change my energy for the better that she would get better and things would be alright. Well something just are what they are. Can’t force square pegs into round holes. I’ll stop rambling.

I miss my dad a lot. I’ve never felt like I needed him till now. There are some really great things happening in my life right now, but with the highest highs come the lowest lows. Never felt so sick and sad. So over everything. Maybe I’m just tired. Wore out. Been through too much. Who knows. I do know that I can’t listen to 59 Sound by The Gaslight Anthem without tearing up.

Anyhow, if I had a buck for every time my dad said, “Son, you knew it was gonna be tough when you signed up.” my friend would make more money tattooing me. 

It is in my hand writing. I used to love the way my dad wrote when I was a kid and I used to try to write just like him. Unfortunately I have to try and write like him. ha ha. My normal hand writing is a mess. THanks for reading my bull shit.

I received this tattoo last night. Birth is not the beginning. Death is not the end.

Latest tattoo in Ogham (Celtic Tree Alphabet). It says, “The wake does not steer the ship.”
A ship crosses the ocean and it leaves a wake. You can look back and see for a short period of time where the ship has been, but the wake does not steer the ship.
(Told to me by my teacher Lama Losang and he heard it from an Allan Watts lecture.)

Got this tattoo of one of my prints last night