…At an Art Sale I am wearing my mask.
A little boy asks to try it on and I give it to him. He asks his mother if he can have a mask like mine. I tell him I can show him the way to make one for himself.
A little girl asks to see the mask. It take it off and hand it to her. She puts my mask on upside down, and says that I’m the weirdest person she knows.
She then corrects herself, saying that I am the only normal person she knows.
She asks me for paper, then gives me three drawings…