Anodyne
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
 

When my beard first appeared, age thirteen or so, it announced itself as two little symmetrical patches on my jawbone, just slightly left and right of my chin. For as long as I can remember, those patches have always grown in like kudzu. So yesterday, when I missed shaving the left hand patch, there was a quarter inch of stubble on my jaw by sunset. White stubble. I ran my fingers across it, thinking, How did I end up with paper stuck to my face? And then, when that possibility's plausibility was exhausted, concluded, Shit! I'm an old man!


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