I almost called out “you dropped something” as your mask fell and your door closed. When I saw it was you, I froze. You drove away and I walked over to where you were parked. There it was; it all it’s glory. Your most recent disposable mask. I quickly pocketed it into my coat and booked it home. Once home I showered and then slipped on a robe and then your mask as I sat in my recliner wondering what you had for lunch…Mmmm tabouleh?