The one called Smelly Hippy is correct

There are a few reasons I haven't been updating the ol' blogotron as much as I should these few weeks past. One of them is that I'm applying to do a postgraduate master's degree in... Haven't I told you all this before? Anyway, a master's in Renewable Energy science. One of the applications demands a passport photo, which means that I'm cast into a mental state I don't normally occupy: awareness of my physical appearance. Since, as we discussed before, I'm growing a beard at the moment this is maybe an unfortunate state to be in.

I'm wearing green and my jaw is bristled wildness.

I finaly look like what they always told me I'd become.

A hippy tree-hugger.
Count your blessings: ignore the lower fear