I was hurriedly digging graves.

In this dream, everywhere I went, I was seeing 212 and 112, 212 112, 212 112.

We were in post-quarantine times but the risk of virus was very real.

I dreamed that I found out that everyone was seeing each other secretly without respecting the rules except me and my boyfriend.

I saw that a friend and I were sitting in an old buildings verandah, overlooking a big field with trees that grow red flowers.

I’m getting a blood test but the guy taking the sample keeps telling me that I need to sit down because he needs just one more.

I had a dream that I was watching a video shared on social media that depicted: 2 women, covered in blood.

I had a dream my family and I were running across a parking lot, toward a helipad. We were informed that we would be taken away to a fortified city with a population of 10,000.

I dreamt that I incorrectly swabbed a fragile immunocompromised patient so they received a false negative.

A friend invited my boyfriend and I to go boating with her and some friends.

I got stranded during a layover in the Berlin airport en route to my spring break destination because the borders were suddenly closed without warning.

I wake up and find that my dog is dead.

I'm riding on the top section of a double-decker bus, like the kind that give guided tours in big cities like New York, the ones with open tops.

My mother was forced to become a member of the IRGC in order to extend her health insurance.

I dreamed that Barack Obama was giving out cake at the grocery store.

We were being forced from our homes as we learned that COVID was a biological weapon intended to create a dictatorship.