I've recently grown out my beard to celebrate my liberation from college. BYU-I frowns upon any form of personal and independent expression or thought. So, I took on myself to make up for the years of following the standard by throwing away my contacts, going back to glasses, and growing one heck of a cool goatee. I've been wanting to do it for years, and I figured I was too old to dye my hair purple, so I might as well go for it.
So, as I was grooming my beard today (a necessary but not completely unentertaining part of having a beard) I discovered an imposter among the usual red and brown hairs- a white one. As it was alone and friendless (at least for now) I gladly cut the weirdo and tried to forget it. After all, I'm only 27. But my next impulse was too call everyone I knew that was older than me for the sole purpose of making them feel older. I figured, "hey, why keep this depressing feeling of years flying by to myself?" So, I've decided to be charitable and share it around.
Enjoy!
