I hid behind this mask seeking protection.
It’s comfortable and cute.
It’s handmade by a friend.
Even though it’s all of these things, I really don’t like it.
It’s so new.
I’m not used to wearing it.
It’s a reminder that things are different.
I really don’t want to wear a mask.
I don’t want to be reminded of this pandemic.
I want to go on adventures without wearing this mask.
I want things to go back to normal.
I want to go shopping with ease.
I don’t want to be germaphobic.
I don’t want to worry.
I want to be with my friends and family.
I want to go to my little cafes again.
I want to use my camera to document everything while enjoying cafe’s, vintage markets and public events.
I REALLY don’t want to go out and be SCARED anymore.
But then I remember patience.
Patience is so hard.
But in so many instances patience is necessary.
I center myself and think of things I can do.
I can still hug my family.
I can still enjoy them.
I’m not sick.
I’m not in the hospital.
I’m going to be OKAY.
— Leandra Richie
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