Why must life be this way? I don’t understand it. If we lived in a utopia, things might be better; but I’m not sure about that. I wish there was some kind of something to overcome this feeling of inadequacy. I doubt I will ever fully figure it out. If I had the ability, I would do it in a second. But I don’t seem to have that ability at the moment. Maybe one day I will be able to figure it all out.
So, my beard has started to show a bit of grey in it. It's been going on for a while now, so it's not new. It used to be fully red. I've been told it adds character for me. I'm not sure I see it. It adds something, old age. It would be nice if it didn't go grey yet. But I don't have any control over that. I'm sure it has to do with all the stress I'm under day to day. I haven't found a way to release that stress. Not yet that is. Eventually I will, but today is not that day.
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