Tonight Justin trimmed my beard

Wow what a guy.

So i was having this problem. With my facial hair that is. My beard, that i have now been growing for a month and a half, had grown so long that the mustache part of the beard was actually curling over my lips. Justin, being the great friend that he is, was so concerned about my beard that he volunteered, after i asked him, to trim my beard. It was 6:30 on this Thursday night that Justin borrowed Mike Leary's scissors (don't tell Mike) and perfected the almost perfect beard that i had been working on for so long.

TO SUM IT ALL UP.... LET ME JUST SAY IT WAS QUITE A BONDING MOMENT.

During our trimming time together, also known as T.T., I confessed to Justin that growing a beard was actually quite easy for me. The hard part is and I quote, "the trimming and maintenance of my beard." I would not go as far to say that it is as spiritual gift, (growing a perfect beard that is) but more of a physical gift that fills my spirit with gifts of joy, confidence, and peace; all gifts that come from owning such an immaculate mountain-man statuesque look.

So Justin, thank you again for being there for me when i desperately needed a friend. A friend that will trim the mustache part of my beard.
And to you readers, to sum it all up...

The moral of the story:
EVERYONE HAS A NATURAL GIFT, A STRENGTH IF YOU WILL.

In this case...
My strength lies in the actual growing of the beard while Justin's strength is in the care, maintenance, and trimming of the beard. My beard.

Everyone should play to their strengths. It creates efficiency and gives us a sense of purpose.


With Love,


Zach