i was sitting next to a man holding his daughter yesterday. “i want a tattoo, daddy,” she said. “no, no… i don’t like tattoos.” “but your arms?” she was confused. “tattoos never go away. they tell about who you used to be and sometimes people change.” the little girl traced a bird on his forearm. […]
a friend of mine recently blogged about his experience of getting a tattoo. i was reading along and one of the comments took me by surprise. i couldn’t stop reading it; so simple and yet so profound. i was sitting next to a man holding his daughter yesterday. “i want a tattoo, daddy,” she said. […]
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