Every couple of years I get a bit restless. The lure of fresh-faced childhood gets too much for me. The urge to eat soup again kicks in.
I shaved off my beard and 'tache today.
I feel like a newbie again. Top lip and chin are just so unused to being touched by a razor that they turned and ran away in fright. Highlights included: trying to figure out which angle is best, constantly changing hands in an effort to get the best attack , avoiding giving myself a second mouth, and lather up both nostrils. Believe it or not, it brought back very happy memories indeed!
Won't be keeping it shaved off though. Another thing I remember now is how much better I look with the goatee and moustache. But, it was nice to see my lips again after such a long time. For those of you who are curious, here's an artist's image of how I look with no beard:
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Enough said.
James.