Here I go Again

Whelp. I texted Matt today, with what is hopefully the right number. But that was... several hours ago. Still no reply. I have the most dreadful feeling that it's the same number, and Matt really doesn't want to be around me, he's just too shy to say so. Ugh. I dunno. It's easier to just not think about it.

My sibling just came home to show off their new tattoo. It's beautiful, a big wasp on the top of their chest. It's anatomically correct but there's something... otherworldly about it, but not so much that it looks surreal or cartoonish; just enough to make you look twice. Jude getting a tattoo makes me want one as well. But that might just be me following in my sibling's footsteps. I'm not sure, but I would probably get something more abstract. Maybe my personal insignia, or some other straight black design. I think there is a lot of beauty in things that are simple yet somehow also intricate.

Yeesh. Been writing this blog on and off for a few hours. Seeing as how it's not expanding at all, I'm gonna call it quits for tonight.