The Map of Israel is Tattooed all over My Face

If I have the map of Israel tattooed all over my face, does that mean that Sadie have the map of Germany tattooed all over her face?

I’m afraid to write this essay.

But then, I’m afraid of everything, so what the hell? Even if I don’t write it, I’ll still be afraid. Just not of this. Of something else. Of accidentally dropping the toaster in the sink while I’m washing dishes. I mean, I don’t have a toaster, but that’s not the point.