I'm going to take this opportunity to take a pause in my series of New Orleans experiences. I'm going to skip ahead to no regrets.
Near or on my 40th birthday I wanted to get a tattoo. A small one with some type of significant meaning. Now nearing my 45th birthday I wanted to let y'all know I did it when I was in New Orleans. I got a tattoo.
It has several meanings to me and it can mean whatever it wants to those who read it. It says "Just Breathe" on the underside of my left wrist.
Deep, long, short, cardio, mental, physical, you name it---take a breath and "Just Breathe".
No Regrets. Ever.