It's the little things...

In life , there are pivotal moments in life  that will make or break you as an individual. It's in these moments that the character that defines us is created. As scary as it is, it can also be liberating...just many years down the road. So what is it then that get us through this times? What drives us through the mucky swap that is life? And what is that keeps us strong enough my stand strong and move forward after we get to the next point?

On tattoo's and the work place...

So, one of the biggest changes in todays workplace is the presense of the tattooed employee. If you look back, even thirty-fourty years, to be tattooed even in a hidden place meant a slew of things from being a whore, scumbag, ect. Fast forward to the present, and its harder to find someone without a tattoo or piercing than it is to find someone with one.

All of that being said, tomorrow I am planning on finishing a sleeve and for the first time in my life, I will be a professional who has to ensure that for both my company and my customers that I am covered up at all times. Not, going to lie I am very nervous.

I'd love to hear from you all on how your feel about tattoos, tattoos in the work place, or if you are tattooed and how it affects your job!

comment below...

I think I'll be ok..

When we were kids the world was our oyster. Our unchizzled marble that was just waiting to be carved into whatever we wanted. As the years passed and we got older, we handed our small chissle and hammer through life experience and we began the slow and agonizing process of forming what would someday become ourselves.

I remember coming to the beach at night as a young youth, finding a remote spot off of pch and just staring into the utter darkness. I would dream of the day that I would paint that sky and how I was going to somehow change the world. I would sit there, in silence, and let all the shit just roll away with the waves and hope that some day, one day, things would change. 

It's been a long time since those days and yet here I am, once again sitting by the water just listening and trying to drown out the voices in my head pulling me in every which way. I've hit my next cross roads and for the first time in my life I am so unsure of not just the future but even what tomorrow may bring.

I'd give anything to go back when my marble was still fresh; untainted by all of the shit and still waiting to form. So now I sit here trying to find a way to piece back together the marble that is my life and sanity to hopefully move forward with my life and become what it is I planned so many years a go...

Same old story...

It's such a simple thing, boy meets girl boy and girl fall in love and are happy together. Except this is the real world. 

I fell in love with this women damn near a year ago and everyday is a fight within myself. She's so closed off and refuses to let herself feel. How do I break down these walls?

To all whom read this blog:

First off thank you for checking me out! I’ve always wanted to find a strong outlet to talk, rant, vent or answer questions pertaining to all walks of life. So please if you have a topic or question please post it and I will do my best to answer it and get a good conversation going!

Once again thank you so much!