This is my second day in the gym without a mask. (The gym’s mandate ended yesterday.) From a totally apolitical perspective, it’s glorious. Being able to lipread again after a year, being able to have dialogues, God, so freakin great. Being able to see people smile, you don’t quite realize how important that is until you get it back after a year.
I have a deaf voice and need to work to be sure I am speaking clearly enough. (My voice is understandable enough that I spoke for myself while teaching at Tennessee.) I could never be sure I was being understood when I spoke with a mask. Was I speaking loud enough? Too loud? I now see people’s expressions and know that I’m being understood, that they’re digging my vibe.
I don’t ever spend too much time analyzing the reasons something works or doesn’t, but I kicked ass both yesterday and today. Good days.