I couldn't finish it out. I didn't have the fortitude.
I signed up for Movember, the movement to raise money and awareness for men's health issues in the month of November by growing a mustache.
I just couldn't take myself seriously whenever I saw my own reflection. I realized that since I wasn't going to ask for donations--as a writer I'd like to save up that friendly capital for solicitations about purchasing a book--that simply raising awareness isn't enough for me to keep fighting myself with the 'stache.
In a different time I could probably look like a non-porn-star with a mustache. I did find a happy medium, where it almost looked okay and natural, but it wasn't me.
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