When the weather got cold and I walked out the door, I really felt the change.
Everyone says I look younger.
Shaving. Starting the day by scraping steel across your face.
Aftershave - nice smell, nice feeling.
Laundry - now that the beard does not intercept the occasional bit of soup or wayward sauce, I have to pay more attention to stain remover when I wash my shirts.
I keep stroking something that isn't there.
Sooooo many people don't know who I am any more. (I know - maybe they're just pretending.)
I get to eat things like cotton candy that I used to avoid. Caramel apples. Chew bubble gum. (You do NOT want to chew bubble gum with a beard.)
No one gets up to give me a seat on the bus anymore.
Little children don't wave at me or tell me what they want for Christmas. Or just look at me with slightly wondering eyes.
On the upper east side, no one says "hello" in Hebrew any more.
More added as I think of them.....
