Tree Of Ink

Tree Of Ink

This is now indelibly drawn onto my left thigh. Which is nice. The endorphins rather wore off on the train home, which was less pleasant, as I had to stand the whole way back. It was only half an hour, but I could have done without it just then, you know?

Still, I think we can file today under “win”.

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