i spent 48 hours in 4 buses for 3200km to come back to buenos aires, heartbroken that i was leaving my promised land behind, patagonia, tierra del fuego.. but confident.
i really have shed my skin, i really have found a light to guide me.
so i decided i needed to mark it.
my dear takito, juan, gave me three dots, dermally punched and then the skin was removed, on my forehead.
a new beginning.
i needed to mark it, like a tribal rite of passage, it tells my story. it´s not an aesthetic thing, it´s a memory, and i love it. it´s kind of crooked, but then again so am i, i´m not perfect, and neither are my mods.
i will be staying a while in buenos aires... and then going to bolviia to take the (dun dun dun) DEATH TRAIN. sweet.