It wasn't long

I took a couple of days off for a buddy's wedding in Portland. It was a little difficult separating my default mental state for those days (i.e. family, tattoo, then sleep). Once I arrived, I had to make a conscious choice to push away the mental daily grind.

Anyway, so I made it there and life is good. The company was great, the air was beautiful, and I really don't mind wearing a tie every now and then.

As much as I know I need to take a break while I tattoo. I need to step back and have a break from the whole picture as well.