I have written about wearing a mask in the past, the mask I don before presenting myself to the outside world, my persona. Breathe, collect, move forward.

But for some reason, the masks that have become a necessity in keeping people safe from the virus, I have a difficult time wearing. Why, I am not truly sure. Perhaps, because I am claustrophobic. Perhaps, because it is unfamiliar. Perhaps , because it seems to further distance people from one another.

Two masks. One I wear to keep myself and others safe, the other, I wear to protect me.