I hate face masks.
One of my girlfriends texted a picture of herself grocery shopping the other evening. She was wearing a green bandana over her face, and she said, "I thought of you as I hurriedly chose my produce."
I replied, "Don't you just hate this?" and she said, "I thought you might hate it the most, taking away your greatest pleasure...squeezing produce."
And I said, "And smiling at people."
That's the saddest part. When this whole thing started, I texted my kids this: "Don't forget to smile at strangers. And say good morning."
That was before the face mask decree.
I have always felt that making eye contact with strangers, smiling at them, was my small way of making this world a better place. Now, suffocating beneath a stupid mask, people have no idea if I'm friend or foe.
I guess we just take this thing one day at a time.
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