A few weeks ago, I was sitting on some steps outside my daughter’s college dorm as I was waiting for her to come down as we were finishing her first-year move out. I noticed the patterns of bricks on the path in front of me and how they looked a bit maze-like and then also looked at the “maze” on my arm. I was specifically drawn to a few parts on the top edge that were not yet fully healed from a few weeks ago. While much of the rest of the tattoo was smooth and healed, these parts were taking longer.
Thanks, Ed, for this thought-provoking piece.