Last night, I dreamt that I was returning to the office for the first time since the pandemic started. There was a long line of people standing out of my building and I realized that, before you could go inside, you had to show two guards three pieces of paper saying that you had been vaccinated. They would then stamp your hand and you would then be allowed to pass through the doors.
I saw someone who I knew in the line so I walked up to them. As I approached, I saw they were wearing a mask. As they saw me approach, they stepped back because I wasn’t wearing a mask.
“Have you been vaccinated?” they asked.
“Yes,” I said.
“Let me see your papers.”
Even though I had my papers in my hand, I resented the tone of my friend’s voice so I said I wasn’t going to show anyone my papers because it wasn’t any of their business whether I had been vaccinated or not. My friend replied that I was selfish.
Finally, I said, “Have you been vaccinated?”
“Then why are you still wearing a mask?”
My friend repeated that I had always been selfish. I started to realize that the other people in the line were starting to glare at me.
Suddenly, I was standing at the front of the line. The guard demanded to see my papers. I gave them the papers. While they were looking over them, I said, “I don’t need the stamp.”
The guard looked up at me. “Everyone gets the stamp.”
“I don’t want you stamping my hand. I’ve got my papers, isn’t that enough?”
Again, I realized everyone was glaring at me. It started to rain.
Luckily, I woke up before it went any further.