a wanderlust canadian and her chinese tattoo
The first thing I noticed about her was her tattoo. "I just, like, sold all my stuff and now I'm here."
Her tat looked like this:
"It means 'to believe in yourself'," She said to me and my friend, two people of Chinese descent. (It actually meant "letter," like the kind you send in the mail. Oops.) Other than the clichéd arm tat, the other thing that stood out to me was her story. She was from a place in Canada I had never heard of (Saskatchewan?) and had this spacey, "I don't care about anything" vibe that seemed a bit forced.
"I sold all my material possessions," she told us. "Booked a one-way ticket, and I've been traveling for six months."
I was 22 at the time, had just graduated, and was spending my first year out of college in China teaching English. I couldn't relate to this chick whose plan sounded absolutely ridiculous. But now, I get it.
As I sit in my room, trying to get rid of things I don't need before my trip, I think about this nameless girl with a tattoo on her arm and I think, is that me?