A mask makes me feel more confident, the one we were forced to wear when the COVID-19 pandemic broke out. Ironic, right? It’s surprising how easily I got used to it when I was inconvenienced by it every time I had to step out of my house. But the world has changed, and so have I.
What can I say? It’s just more comfortable to be anonymous in a society that stares the hell out of my face or appearance whenever I have to spend time outdoors. But for the first time in my life I don’t feel threatened, considering the fact that they probably don’t know me and won’t recognise me without a mask, or even with it. Just a more calming situation for me, I don’t know why.
The virtual world has made our offline interactions even more cruel these days. Everyone knows someone, and everyone knows a ‘dirty secret’ about someone. Strange though, right? Because we haven’t even met in real life and yet still have an unsettling feeling about the whole situation. With even less physical interaction, I had to adapt to a new reality which was ironically virtual. Now that people say things are ‘back to normal’, I can’t find a single point about all this being normal. Is it me, or is everyone feeling that way?
There’s something unsettling about everything that’s happening around, and I don’t know why. Maybe because I was given a new set of hormones, or maybe because I’ve been indoors for too long that I’ve forgotten how to live my life like a happy child playing in the garden, or maybe because I’ve transformed from a teenager to an adult in the span of the Covid pandemic. Maybe I need to be more open while exploring the outside world, and stop living with my thoughts so much.
I hope as I battle with my thoughts this time, I get to document it using the platform I have right now!
Lovingly,