I’m enjoying this series, Mark, and always your thoughtful and witty writing.

I meant to reply to the Dreams series… it resonated with my experience. For years, as a teacher, I had the dream that I was late for where I was supposed to be giving a class, but was in a building new to me, and had no certainty about the route to the classroom. It felt anxious and potentially embarrassing. And, as you observed, it rarely occurred to me to ask anyone.

Occasionally I did think to ask, but then the issue would become locating the office, or the busy-ness or absence of those behind the desk. No help available.

A month or so ago I had a similar dream, and in it I simple stopped to ask someone the way. All the anxiety dissipated.

This may be because I am now retired. ;-)