I dreamed my laptop was overtaken with classic early-2000s-style malware and popups from one errant click trying to watch a movie.

I was vacationing in Mexico but living in my current condo and got in the elevator with other people, distancing ourselves.

In my dream, my son is young.

I'm with a lover.

It began traveling across the ocean for a very long time in one of those theme park gondolas to a huge island city with my mother and another person.

I dreamed that there was a resistance movement within the intelligence community to obtain and distribute the real facts about the pandemic.

I dreamed about all of my food becoming little virus balls and attacking me while I was sleeping.

First, I was in our church—except it didn't look like our church in real life, but it was our church in my dream.

Men, women, and dairy cattle wrestled for dominance in the filth.

This time, I was pulling the teeth whole out of my own mouth with pliers.

I was wearing crocs around the city.

I dreamed I had a wonderful girlfriend.

It was sometime in the future. It was snowing A LOT (which is weird, cause Brazil doesn't have snow and I have never saw snow in person).

I heard a noise in my basement and went downstairs to find a large family, with numerous adults and children.

I discovered a group of hipsters having a secret Illicit coronavirus speakeasy party in the sub-sub basement of a building.

One night I was feeling rather scared and restless about the pandemic situation which had just started spreading in Mexico and I asked to "the universe" if you have something to say to me please do so, I will not be afraid, and I went to sleep.