With apologies to Murakami, I had a dream that I was running. I was given a route to run by my boss, which is clearly my brain telling me that I need to get back and run. I have not run very much or very far during our shelter at home time and I can definitely feel it. In the dream I was wearing a blanket while I was running. That is the extra pounds I’ve added while sitting at home and eating well. Deborah has baked a lot of bread. The dream run passed by several people waiting for the bus, while I struggled to run up a big hill. I definitely acknowledge my privilege, especially in these times, while thinking about others who don’t have the options and opportunities that I have.