I had a birthday, and I was feeling pretty good with how I look and feel these days. Biking regularly and tons of energy and all my faculties intact, knock wood. Very little grey for being almost sixty. My mum was like that. Just a few strands here and there for a long time, then all at once.
Then my daughter sent me that second picture down there.
First she said, "Who's that guy in the movie with the business cards? You look just like him."
She's not wrong, but it was my birthday!
A beard would hide my jowls.
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