I almost long for a sense of normalcy, but I’m not even sure what that means anymore. I’ve been so many places, seen so many people and lived so many different ways. I can’t even think of anything normal. Looking to society for normal doesn’t help either. The world changes and people change around you. Normal changes. Our masks change with society and “normal”. It’s interesting to have gone from being at the bottom to somewhere in the middle, watching everything and everybody around you change, watching normal change, watching masks change. You start to blend easier when you can see how much people change on a constant basis.