Present Over Perfect

French toast, and I had an extra spicy Bloody Mary and a
club sandwich, and we sat so happily on that foggy cool
day, in the warm diner, high-ceilinged and classic.
I know some people think tattoos are insane or tacky or
passé. But for me, these are the lines I’ve drawn in the sand
—the daily, visual, tactile, with-me-all-the-time twin
symbols for how I want to live, with great love and
openness. These are the symbols of my future, of my
calling, of my identity. I’m loved, and I choose to say yes.
Yes. Yes.