I quit my job, got a new one. Closer to home, low hours & low stress. Its been going OK. The funny thing is that I work with teenagers, and no one knows who I am or what I used to do. It was my choice to give up my career, my department that I worked so hard to build. But thats not the scary part, that just pays the bills.
I have been talking about doing something for many years, something that my parents hate, something that intrigues my creative side, and scares the crap out of me at the same time. I want to tattoo. I want to learn it, live it, and be it. I want to do beautiful skin art on everyone. I want everyone to be my mobile art gallery. But, I have been putting it off, there always were bills that needed the money more. There was always some excuse for me not to face my fears. But I did it, I bought my equipment, and I am now waiting for it to get here. I'm excited. But still really freaked out. It kinda sounds stupid to be freaked out, because people face bigger things all the time; but I am the person who never follows through with anything, so I guess my biggest fear is that I will give up.
So here is my new journey to finally do the thing I've always wanted to. Wish me luck!
