One, two, three… it’s time to put on a mask. Time to face the children once more, wear your best smiles. So tiring but I have to make myself used to in this routine. My week-long rest from frowns is now over. Back to reality. I’m stuck. Yes I am. I can’t breathe. I can’t stretch my legs and arms. Looking down on the ground or looking far beyond I don’t see…these is what I am good at. I just hope I still have enough strength reserved for all this.