2023-08-19 - Day Nineteen
- Prep: Hot Shower
- Razor: Weck Sextoblade
- Blade: Kismet (19)
- Brush: Omega Pro48
- Lather: Barrister and Mann - War
- Aftershave: Lucky Tiger Splash
- Balm: Nivea Cooling Balm
Austere August:
Dear u/PrideTwo
Today, I faced a moment of sheer recklessness, a close call that left me shaken and humbled. In the midst of this unyielding #WAR, I allowed a lapse in judgment that should have resulted in disaster. But pure luck intervened, sparing me from the consequences of my own folly.
The razor, my trusted companion, was in my left hand as I ventured to the right side of my face for a South to North pass. In a moment of carelessness, I realized I was perilously close to my ear. Instead of heeding the warning and lifting the razor, I slid it along the blade, away from my ear, and continued the stroke.
It's a mistake that should have left a deep gash, a reminder of the consequences of inattention. But somehow, luck was on my side, and disaster was averted. I emerged from this encounter unscathed, a lesson learned through a heart-pounding moment of near-disaster.
As I lathered up with the soap, its scent a reminder of the battles we face, I couldn't shake the feeling of gratitude. This #WAR has taught me lessons that extend beyond the battlefield. It's a reminder of the fragility of our actions, the importance of staying focused even in the midst of routine.
As the nineteenth day comes to a close, I carry this close call with me. It's a reminder that even in the routine, the danger is real, the consequences significant. Tomorrow, I'll face the battlefield once more, armed with the knowledge that each stroke carries weight, each decision matters. Until then, my journal, I'll continue to navigate this path with caution and a newfound respect for the dangers that lie within. Onward, through the trials that test not only my shaving skills but also my vigilance and presence of mind.