permanency is something that has eluded me my whole life, 34 moves blah, blah. blah. years ago i found one thing that gave me that feeling, tattoos. my first in was in 1986, i was 20 and even then i knew and welcomed the commitment. today it has the same comfort but admittedly used as an excuse to feed the addiction, the enjoyment of the aesthetic. so for my 48th, a native, nature inspired tattoo to motivate me to write.