Last night I dreamt I found a little dead bird's skeleton. I thought it was so beautiful I decided to have an elongated image of it tattooed across the length of my arm reaching all the way to the top of my hand where it ended with the skeletal claws.
I woke up convinced and terrified that I had a fresh tattoo on my arm.
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About Me
- Carissa
- If you're at this site you probably already know me well enough, but I'm the only one awake right now with nothing else to do, so here we go. My name is Carissa Mann, of traveling, I'm a big fan. Airports are my favorite, the variety of emotions captured in one spot are the best bit. farewell's goodbye tears, weary of flying fears, returning home sighs, back in their lover's arms highs, new adventure anxiety, and the occasional public displays of piety.
2 comments:
When you said elongated, I pictured a bird skeleton version of http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Ambassadors_(Holbein) which would be amazing.
It was like that, but yeah...a bird...and the real distinctive part were the claws on the top of my hand.
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