I had a dream that I was in the delivery room with her. It was a large, cinder block room with no windows.

[CW: Domestic abuse]

My sister and I were riding in a red British double decker bus down Main St Hyannis.

I dreamt that our government had decided that Sundays, lockdown would be lifted so that people could go out and larger families re-united.

In the dream I was disinfecting things at the store, cleaning like a crazy person.

The whole dream was this kind of panicked searching for something I couldn't remember.

I dreamed i was speaking to a surgeon and informing him that i was cancelling elective surgery.

My crowns fell off my teeth.

I was walking into my job at the VA hospital and we were all lined up in a queue to get in (which is normal every day life now).

I dreamt that for some reason I had convinced myself that the best way to prepare for the exam was to perform dissection and anatomical structure identification on my own body.

It’s late afternoon on a hot summer day and covid is still among us, but social distancing has been relaxed.

I dreamt my father's doctor calling me and telling me to close all the windows of our flat and never open them again.

Our friends, E & G, were having a party, and part of the party was that we were all going to participate in a group hug.

The pandemic was over. Shelter-in-home was lifted. We were free.

I am on a train with a companion. We're both Victorian ladies.

I was strolling down Boulevard Saint Germain, in Paris, and I stopped at the menu of the famous Café de Flore.