The only beard I need. Not the kind to cover up something as it were!
Haven't had a beard for a while. I got tired of shaving so my facial hair has been growing.
I look like Poopdeck Pappy.
Guess it's keeping my face warmer though.
Lately, I've felt like the little guy who turns off the light in the icebox. Wet penetrating cold. Ugh.
Sound depressed? Not really. Just getting my second wind.
Winter can be a time to regroup. Nature sleeps, but underneath is the waiting bloom.
I'm tempted to stay wrapped up in my baggy sweats and let my beard grow to my knees.
I'll probably shave it off soon and get my wardrobe ready for Hollyweird.
Appearance is not everything. It helps sometimes. Working at home is a plus, but sometimes ya just gotta get out in the world
The world might come knocking anyway, but if you don't make an effort, you might just wither away.
These midwinter thoughts are brought to you courtesy of my slowly thawing mind.