04 November, 2010
I have two tattoos. One is of a lighthouse and one is of a dolphin – both are on my inner ankles.
I’m certainly not ashamed of them, but felt their locations on the inner ankle provided the best spot for combating future sagginess and of course, discretion.
You might wonder why I’m concerned about discretion if I’m not ashamed of them.
Well, regardless of who I am on in the inside, I work in a semi-professional work environment and instead of being judged by my abilities and talent, I’m judged by my looks, what I wear and how I act. We all are…
Unfortunately, we all have to hide some of who we are in order to get ahead in life, to fit in or be accepted by the general population. It’s not a fact that I like or accept, but it’s a fact that I deal with. We all do…
These hidden pieces of ourselves… are called secrets. Everybody has at least one.
Guess what? I’m getting another tattoo, but don’t tell anyone – especially my new boss.
Some things are better kept a secret…
Isn’t it pretty?