joelhopkins
I'm not sure what that word means. You think you do, but then you find out that everyone and everything that you think is ordinary is not. Either things are exceptional and are much higher than your expectations, or someone or something disappoint you severely. I'm not sure that ordinary actually exists.
I have never known my father without a beard. Maybe that's why I have a hard time going without one. It seems that beards used to mean something. They had depth. Now a days, they're just for decoration and to spend money on to primp and make oneself pretty.