I think I may have blogged about them already. Hard to say...
I'm not sure why I got them all in the first place. But I know exactly at what point in my life I got them. I can remember who I was with, who I loved, what I wanted, who I thought I was.
It's all recorded on my back!
I got the compass first, then the N and S, then the angels (one at a time) then the banner. I bled, I cried, I held hands, I tried to look tough.
It started off as an old map theme...with a bit of "Moby Dick" inspiration... I don't know for sure. It's all a bit faded now, and I usually forget I have them until I catch them in the mirror or photograph, or someone says, "Hey, you have tattoos." (I know - I was there.)
So, anyway, the point of this rambling was to put out the call for a new one. I've been looking at this guy for a while (God from Milton's "Paradise Lost.") Kind of cool looking.
Then again, I've been thinking about getting something on my inner forearm. Something small but meaningful. Maybe a small vine or fern...or a goose!