Likely prompted by the fact that virtually everyone who drove through the "strip" on the way to Dollywood said, "We should get matching tattoos," (there were a lot of shops), I had a strange dream where Diana and I went to get tattoos. I don't remember what exactly I was going for, but Diana wanted to get a half-sleeve with a comic strip that wrapped around her arm. Totally bizarre.
I need to follow through with my idea that I've had for a few years. I'm not even sure what I'm waiting for anymore. I've also decided I want to get some words, maybe on my forearm or something. I've narrowed it down to "Nothing is permanent" or "Fear is not to be afraid of" (lyric from "Sound" by James), preferably in a monospace font.
I'm not getting any younger.