Beard

I am growing a beard.  Actually, I have been too engrossed and haven’t shaved in a while.  I slept little again last night.  At one point,  I was staring into the bathroom mirror not really looking but focusing more on the overall than the minute.  Then, my face took center stage and I noticed … beard.

Automatically I reached for shaving soap and razor and lathered.  I stopped short of shearing myself.  I thought for moment, blade poised inches away and then put down the razor.  I looked again at the goat-like visage in the mirror.

Beard.  Then, why I have no idea, I thought of sports, how some athletes refuse to shave during the season.  It is supposed to bring luck.  Why?  I have no idea.  But the concept began to formulate and I have made a decision.  I, too, will not shave until I have an answer.

Once I have come to any conclusion of whom or what I was, I will shave.  Hopefully this will not take long because I am a hairy S.O.B. and already have begun scratching incessantly at my face.

So, should my image sport shiny cheeks, you will know I have found an answer.

M. Haygood

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Moses Haygood is an accomplished television writer, investigator and author. From UFOs to monsters, most of his professional life has been writing about or debunking the miraculous. Moses is now on a course of personal research hoping to undercover his past. In 1989, he was found on a desert roadside with no memory. View all posts by moses' blog

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