I know it has. I haven’t posted in a few years. And there are a lot of reasons.
- A dearth of creative flow.
- Mental health issues.
- Letting myself believe writing wasn’t “that important”.
But at the end of the day, it was just me getting tired of dealing with myself. And then the madness that was Life In The Time Of COVID-19 happened. Click to continue reading.
This about what I do in the morning. The self-care to get myself running when I wake up.
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(follow-up on this post)
I just used the razor.
Oh my god. I usually use a Gillette Fusion Power razor, and this one, this razor that’s 46 years old, with a thin piece of sharp metal, one single blade…
It was so much better. It moved smoothly. I had to be careful, and I need practice. But I didn’t cut myself, I didn’t rip my face up, and one swipe with this double-edge safety razor was as good, if not better than, the four-blade powered one. It was just incredible. This is a keeper. I am going to use this forever.
After I finished, I took it apart, cleaned it, dried it, and put it back in the case. It’s a piece of art and I adore it.
My wife is a genius and a glorious creature.
Thanks to Kika at Capelli’s for the work and teaching me a bit about how to properly use pomade.
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It’s leather. Not stretchy, or a web belt. An inch and a quarter wide. Silver buckle. And I have it buckled in the 4th hole. It’s a 54-56 belt. And I am wearing it and thinking how I may need another soon.
Funny how something simple as a black leather belt can feel like a trophy.
(Picture of the belt as I got it from the vendor.)
This is the time, and this is the record of the times.