
Retro 2012 pic, when I let my beard and stash go wild like weeds. Weird, it’s 3 years ago but I look older. The bigger you grow that beard, I guess, the bigger also the gray.
I have achieved detente with my beard now. I have had it long enough that I no longer feel the need to maximize and maximize, bigger and bigger like I did at first. I grew it even bigger than this pic, even.
Nowadays I have reached a nice compromise between facial hair and eating. I will never be without a beard, but at the same time I will be able to enjoy my food without choking on hair.
Life: it’s about balance.
Published on August 17, 2015 08:50