Early in the pandemic, whenever I wore my mask at the grocery store, the words to a Billy Idol tune immediately came to mind. Bagging my asparagus, I couldn’t help but hum “Eyes Without a Face.” Over the last few months, I have thought of that song at every store I have been to. (Admittedly, I sing rather than hum, which is beside the point.) Although I love 80s music, specifically that song, something else sparked the lyrics. When mask restrictions are in place, we may be invited to a more profound way of seeing one another. Like most things, we may be offered a more truthful way of seeing…