My first real mask, that was not a medical mask, was sewn and gifted to me by my older sister.

The monotony of those first summer days did keep my skin beautifully porcelain- despite wearing the masks everyday. (She was never home- so we never broke any guidelines). Get up, workout, go for a run, watch my best friend’s coffee blog, shower, make breakfast, and then walk to my aunts house to tan. The sweetness of spring turned into the sizzle of summer, and I began to get restless, but I kept a routine. “Be safe,” she said and I went on my first excursion since I traveled home from school. She agreed and handed me a blue medical mask for me to wear and some hand sanitizer. Then one day, in early May- I asked my mother if I could go for a run and then to my Aunts house so I could write some of a final paper. Rapunzel trapped in her tower watching the hours tick by- tick tock tock tock. I was not permitted to leave the house, I was not allowed to go anywhere or do anything. No sun shined for that entire spring- it was grey and dark from March to May. I was trapped in my tower of a room to finish off the school year. I still had half a semester of Junior year left and not knowing what would come. The hysteria that only the town folks of Western Europe in the fourteenth century could have known. The world was flipped upside down and turned inside out. When the pandemic started last march, we were all sent home.

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