July 4 Day 118: Anxious Dreaming

I usually don’t remember my dreams. But last night was different—a classic anxiety dream about teaching on the first day of the Fall Quarter to come.

The location was a cross between an upscale mall and the Museum of Glass. Tables and chairs (and couches on bleachers) were set-up around glass sculptures and art displays in a cavernous room. No blackboards. No whiteboards. Only flat screen monitors along the four walls. There were more than 100 seats for a class of 30 and people kept streaming in to fill every last one. No one was appropriately distancing. I had to ask those without masks or face shields to leave. As they proceeded to the exit, sculptures were toppled and glass shattered all over the floor.

I know it’s just a dream. Maybe I’m more worried about the Fall than I pretend?

Photo by Ekrulila from Pexels

Published by Jenny Quinn

Mathematician. Mother. Wife. Leader. I am a professor of mathematics at the University of Washington Tacoma. Mother of Anson and Zachary. Wife to Mark. President of the Mathematical Association of America.

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