I have a newfound respect for people with beards.  I haven't shaved for the past few weeks, and my slightly orange-ish facial hair is longer than it's ever been.  And it's torture.  It feels like I'm wearing a wool scarf on my face.  A wool scarf that keeps moving around, creating new spots of discomfort and itchiness.  And then there's the scraggly-ness.  You've never lived until you've felt a hair from your face poke itself into your nostril or your mouth.  And of course eating is always an adventure.  Maybe other people don't have these problems.  And for that, they're blessed.  But putting up with this for months and months until you finally have a full beard (and presumably forget it's even there) is such a commitment, I respect the men who do it.  I'm shaving tonight. #lifestyle