The past few days were well spent. They always are. The bird and I went to The Golden Rule tattoo in downtown Phoenix last night to get our bro tattoos. Our friends, the artist and the tattoo artist both had to be somewhere and were on a schedule. The timing did not feel right so we decided to wait to move forward until the next day (today) when things felt “right”
So par for our history, we ended up talking for a few hours in downtown PHX. Not in a restaurant/bar/coffee shop, but on the street, and in the front seat of a car. Our discussions led us to our past, our histories and ironically a topic that resurfaced this morning. You see, this world is intertwined…connected.
Yesterday I sat at the E61 coffee bar at Liberty Market in Gilbert, AZ I pulled out the familiar red moleskin journal that they leave out for the customers to write in. My intention was to document this momentous day of which we share our friendship and future in the form of permanent ink on our chests. But alas, May 31st had been torn out of the book.
It was not meant to be. The universe knew before we even arrived on the scene.
Today we have come full circle. We end one chapter, and start another. We both adorn “Home” across our chests proudly, and in unison start something new.
Although this life has ended, maybe I will return as a bumblebee.