Today after class my friend announces that today, after her Platonic logic class, she’s heading out and getting a tattoo.  It was something that had been on her mind, sketched in multiple notebooks, but still,
Long, boring day?  Get a design permanently placed on your body.  Why not?  Three cheers for impulsive spontaneity.

I have spontaneously:
Gotten pierced
Gotten drunk
Dumped a guy
Quit a job
Gotten high
Had sex
Road tripped
Committed a misdemeanor

I think it’s a fair list, but my friend took it a step further than I ever will.  My friend talked about wanting to mark her body with memories, make the flesh suit she had been given her own.  I’m covered with scars (I’m not trying to be poetic, my skin is literally covered with them), to the point that I feel like it already carries memories, has already been made my own, due to equal parts bad luck, clumsiness, and a failure to look before I leap.
I adore my friend’s spontaneity, but I can’t understand the appeal of lasting physical permanence.