Realizing I looked a little grim in the last picture, I thought I’d try to look more cheerful today.
Alright, it has almost been two weeks. The little budlets on my chin have sprouted enough for me to, with relative ease, pinch a multitude of them between my thumb and pointer finger – I find this to be encouraging. Though I am disappointed that I have not seen (or, felt) a greater sense of community between hairs on my chin.
That is okay though, for I belive that the future will bring with it a deeper and deeper desire to joyfully live in a thriving community to the hairs on my face.