I've been getting my usual travel-anxiety dreams (being at the airport but not being able to find my flight, or knowing I have a flight but no way to get to the airport in time), but now with extra social-distancing issues. (In real life, I haven't so much as caught a bus since the middle of March, and all my international travel is cancelled until at least next summer.) And there was one dream where I'd gone somewhere with my mother and we needed to go inside a building, and we had no masks, and a young woman on the door was handing out crudely knitted ones in an ugly shade of dark gray-green.