Electric

I love lightning bolts. Sure, I don't enjoy actually being on the receiving end of one, but it's something I can't stop doodling of late. So it was no surprise when I walked into a tattoo studio yesterday and asked for one on the chest.

I never even noticed till later that the bolt was pointed straight at my heart. In a way, it's fitting.

Lightning, to me, is many things. Energy; brilliance; passion; a strike to the gut; a flash of fever in the veins. (And not forgetting rock 'n fn' roll.) It's a kick of adrenaline. It's what moves people all around the world.

It's what moves me.

I'm hungry, boys and girls. Literally. (I need my dinner now.) Be back soon...

Holy Zeus! Details here.