A close shave — 9 Comments

  1. The trouble with the Black Dog is that it ambushes you. One minute you are feeling fine, and the next minute it hits you like the flat of a shovel in the face.
    The one thing I cling to is that the days are lengthening.

    • Indeed they are.  Also the wind is starting to die down a bit – it has been blowing a gale here for the last couple of days, and that always gets to me.

  2. Whenever I go clean-shaven, the clock goes back twenty years on my physical appearance, which seems like it’d be great but Dorian dislikes it when all those college girls throw themselves at me. She has a point because I never know what they’re talking about when it comes to their music or games or their lives in general. And they have no idea who Frank Sinatra was. That clinches it right there.

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