Today I was writing at Starbucks. I glanced up and noticed a woman standing next to me putting cream in her coffee. She had a gigantic tattoo completely covering her right scapula. It was an enormous amount of text. In an effort to try and read what it said, I found myself cocking my head, squinting my eyes and adjusting my glasses. Tried as I might, I couldn’t read fast enough to finish before she exited. It was a novel! After she left I had to laugh at myself. What was I thinking? Why was I curious? What did it matter? I guess the unusual placement of green ink and a paragraph of declaration on a girls back was just more than I could resist. All I can say is…whatever it said, I hope she’s planning on feeling that way for a long, long time!


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