Every evening when I get home, I have to take off the mask(s) I unconsciously wore that day.
I had none on when I woke up that morning.
I put on one of seriousness when waking the kids up, hurrying them to get ready for school.
I put on another one when I got on to public transport, that fear of the virus very visible around me.
A stoic mask when at work – like I didn’t care about the decision that will likely decimate a whole team.
I forget to take one off before I put another on.
And on those days when I get home & forget to take the various masks off, those dearest to me can’t even recognise me.
I wish for more days when I don’t have to wear any masks at all.