I hate this mask shit. I think it’s my breath that I hate the most. I don’t like the smell of it. It’s not awful; not halitosis. It’s kind of musky. Our breath may be the greatest generator of a person’s smell. Armpits, crotches, and breath and people fall in love with another person’s smell. I sniffed my father’s t-shirts in his laundry hamper after he died. They smelled like him and I loved it.
I’m not in love with mine, though. Masks suck.
I strolled up a local trail today. Didn’t wear a mask. When I met people I could see them coming and stepped…