I have two tattoos. And over the past week, a lot of attention has been brought to them, partly because I want another, and partly because I got a new job. Last night, bored, I decided to research a bit more on one of them, so I was extra prepared when asked about it, since people don't accept my usual explanation of "I've wanted it forever".

On my left wrist, I have the symbol for infinity. Honestly, I've wanted this tattoo for a long, long time. I've been doodling infinity symbols since the fourth grade. It means "unboundedness", reminds me of how small I am compared to the universe, and also reminds me that life goes on. Another plus is that when I listen to Edge of Desire by John Mayer (my most favorite song), and he says "tiny infinity", I feel like he's singing to me. It's a guilty pleasure.

My first tattoo, on my right hip, is the African symbol for strength. I'm not African, I just didn't honestly like the Chinese symbol, and wanted "strength" somewhere on my body. The placement and meaning of this symbol are incredibly important to me. It's a story I don't tell often, or to many people, but I don't shy away from it, even though it's one of the uglier sides of life.
I think tattoos are a wonderful way of expressing yourself, and remembering things. While many people regret them later in life, they represent something during a time where it meant enough to them to brand it permanently on their body. I don't know how I'll feel about mine when I'm 80 years old, but for now, I love them and the fact that they remind me that I am strong, unbounded, free, and beautiful.
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