I turned 56 years old this year, thereby surpassing the age that my father was when he died. To commemorate the occasion, I went and did something that I've wanted to do for a very long time.
I got a tattoo.
The reason it took so long was because I didn't know what I wanted. I wanted one that represented how I felt, so I designed one myself.
The colors represent the rainbow.
The two figures represent the continual and elusive pursuit of our dreams.
The central figure is the sun...or the core of what I hold to be true.
The obvious question is...where?
I had it put on my right shoulder...and yes, it hurt.
(To answer the second obvious question.)