Weathering a storm is one hell of a feat whether it be a storm of thunder and lightning, water and wind or sand and dust. However there's one storm that every person faces at some point in their lives, and unlike the storms of nature, this storm is invisible to the naked eye that leaves nothing, but destruction in its wake some of it invisible and some of it visible. It's cruelty is unprecedented and its power unnerving, the storm I speak of is the mental storm that runs rampant within our fragile minds, flooding it with depression, loathing, anxiety, stress and guilt. Today marks the 5th year of my war against my mental illness, it's been an interesting year of ups and downs, but no storm lasts forever, and I'm confident that with continued perseverance and tenacity, it'll finally come to an end bringing serenity to my wartorn mind. Thank you to everyone in this group for your support and continued support through these last two years. Your support and comradery are what motivate me to find my footing, carry on my mission to weather the storm and find the serenity that has eluded my mind for 1,826 days. Banjo

We're out at our favorite local pizza joint again, waiting on our stromboli and calzone. Sand-colored PGA Tour performance fabric golf shirt with windowpane pattern Dark-wash Levi's Allen Edmonds Road Warriors and gray socks with triangles Tan vented flat cap Sterile dial Addiesdive watch with sand dial

I do not wear this polo often but my wife said she liked it yesterday when she saw it so I broke it out today. Mint green polo, black trousers, black Anson belt, black Chelsea boots.