TWENTY NINE YEARS?

I've been inspired to create a blog of my own, thanks to my sister and a good friend I've known since high school. So... Here goes. I just celebrated my twenty ninth Birthday, which means I've got less than a year now before I turn THIRTY! I'm not sure why, but the thought of being thirty really bumms me out. I guess I'm not really where I wanted to be at thirty(not that I'm thirty yet, but it is on it's way). It's the age that makes you feel like an adult. When you're in your twenties, you're young and you can get away with being somewhat irresponsible, goofy. Thirty, you have to be an adult, grown up.
I get my tattoo re-done tomarrow! That's my birthday present from me to me and from all those who have contributed to the fund. I designed a birthing goddess to cover up the tragedy of love lost. It's a step toward releasing the chains that connect me to that pain. A new wound of fresh ink and blood. Oh Happy Day. I will try to post the drawing and of coarse, pictures of the final result.
Well, I am going to play around with this some more later. For now, it's off to never never land.........