I was walking with my best friends along a beach.

I had a dream I was dragging an office chair (you know, the kind on wheels) across the city of Tel Aviv.

I had a dream that I was the patient and I was in a surgery center (not the one I work in), getting ready to have surgery.

It was a rural landscape, and there were eyeballs rolling across the grass and dirt.

I was in my childhood home, and I needed to do work on my laptop.

i was in ireland & had been invited to open up, solo, for U2. it was the day of the show. i didn’t have any crew or help with me. i was in a taxi.

I've had several dreams lately about inappropriate contact with coworkers.

I was touring new apartments, and each had an exaggerated feature.

In my dream, the quarantine was even stricter than my country currently decrees. In the dream narrative, my wife and I were on the street, buying sweets that were delicacies made by a famous cook.

I was walking down a busy city street on a sunny breezy afternoon. I felt light and happy.

I dreamed that one of the symptoms of Covid was that it turns you into six people.

In the dream, I woke up next to my partner and I had to tell him I was experiencing chest pain and it was hard to breathe and I had these massive swollen bumps on my belly.

I had a dream the world was ending. It was supposed to happen the next day.

Une nouvelle maladie était apparue, elle sappelait la cochenille. (A new disease called cochineal had appeared.)

I dreamed that this situation of emergency was ended. So, finally I went to my beautician.

I returned to the city in Romania where I was living before the outbreak.