When people had to wear masks during the height of the Pandemic, they got creative with the masks.
I’m not talking about the smart asses who wore those stupid covers that didn’t do a damn bit of good, but the ones that had designs and patterns and looked like animal muzzles.
It was a way of showing your face without showing your face.
Now that most people aren’t wearing masks anymore, I’ve picked up on something.
When I ride the train to work, or I’m in a crowd of commuters somewhere- I feel faceless and nameless.
A body in a crowd, that’s me.