I am not anti-tattoo. But sometimes I wonder about what was going through someone’s head just before the needle touched the skin.
For example, at my coffee shop there is a barista with a few small stars tattooed on her inner arm. On the other arm she has a word just above her inner elbow. I’ve tried to make out what is says but I have not been successful to date. It’s hard to read someone’s elbow casually.
Now this young woman looks, in all other respects, like an English Lit graduate student. (Hell, she may well be!)
There’s a story there. If I could just read her elbow — maybe that would be a clue.