In which my literal dreams fail to keep up with reality

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Pandemic dreams suck. I keep dreaming I'm in crowds of people, and then, slightly lucid, I'll think, "Why isn't everyone wearing mask? Why don't I have a mask?!" and I freak out in the dream and run off or hold my breath or something stupid and dreamy. Comon' dream self, get it together. Put on the mask before you're being chased through a shopping mall by monsters. Be prepared. Jeez. It's been a year.

Unrelated, the lake that has been in the center of my town since the 1920s has been drained recently due to flood damage in spring. It's a giant flat mud-plane made of polygonal mud tiles with a deep cut river flowing through it now.

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