I’m sitting outside of my favorite coffee shop sipping on a coffee and writing. I do this many mornings.
When I walked into the coffee shop this morning I was wearing a mask:
I counted all of the people in the shop waiting in line (six feet apart) and waiting for their coffees. There were twelve people in total, including two people behind the counter making coffee and taking payment.
Everyone in the store had a mask on and was wearing it properly.
That’s how it is and how is has been in that coffee shop since May 1st when we arrived here.
Wearing a mask is easy. I keep a bunch in my car and one in the pouch on my bike. It’s no big deal to put it on every time I go indoors anywhere other than our home.
I can’t think of anything simpler and more powerful that we can all do other than wearing a mask. I wear one proudly and I hope everyone else does to as long as the pandemic continues.
