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Our masks
It’s almost Halloween again and the world is so backwards. Wearing masks used to be a fun way to be anything we wanted to be as a child or an adult, but now it’s our way of life. An everyday struggle to catch our breath. A way to attempt to prevent the spread of this disease. What if there is a cure? What if the people with power over us keep us in these mask to control us like prisoners in a cell?
Published 13th Sep 2020
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13th Sep 2020 8:52am
Dear M,
You make a very valid point with this write. One I’ve wondered about since day one with this situation, as I continue to suffocate in this bloody thing! Your insight and thoughtfulness runs deep. H🌷
You make a very valid point with this write. One I’ve wondered about since day one with this situation, as I continue to suffocate in this bloody thing! Your insight and thoughtfulness runs deep. H🌷
13th Sep 2020 6:36pm
I feel suffocated behind my mask and I wonder how much good it does, but in all this uncertainty, I guess we do our part. This is an interesting perspective you have raised here sugah.
14th Sep 2020 11:45pm
Our democracies are not the old USSR or China. There will be a conclusion to this.
15th Oct 2020 3:31am
I think everyone here agrees about feeling suffocated, trapped and yet left to wonder how real all of this is. At first I doubted it until friends and co-workers of mine passed away, friends who are nurses telling us how real this is.
Now it's a waiting game, the normal will lead to something different.
Now it's a waiting game, the normal will lead to something different.
