All of us have, at one point in our lives, felt the horror. It goes a little something like this…

You are at peace in your safe space, in your bathroom, on your toilet. Things have been set free (we won’t go into details for obvious reasons), when all of a sudden a thought occurs to you and you look down to the little metal, ceramic, or plastic holder. In terror, you silently scream. No! There is only one, shabby, insufficient little square clinging to the brown paper tube. That’s what you forgot at the grocery store! The thought flits across your mind, but you dismiss it quickly and start to troubleshoot. Kleenex! No, you ran out of that two weeks ago, and like the cases of Velveeta and bottles of hydrogen peroxide, it’s been out of stock since the first week of the stay-at-home order. Damn! Ok, don’t panic. You only half believe it as you glance around the room with a hunted look in your eyes. This is it. It’s over. There is nothing for it but to take a full shower. But wait! You recall the napkins you filched from your favorite taco truck last month before the pandemic. A whole other world, that was. When you could go outside and melt into a crowd. When you could go to CVS and buy toilet paper. But that world feels as far away as the Mariscos Jaliscos napkins sitting primly on the top of your refrigerator. You take a deep breath, steeling yourself for the next, obvious move. You pray that your blinds are closed. You make a run for it.