Adjacent

May 25, 2020 | United Kingdom | 60-69 years

I dreamt I was on a bus. A woman next to me started stroking my face. I asked her to stop and she wouldn't. I struggled with her and she kept saying it was alright, there was nothing to be afraid of. It was ok to catch the virus. Her boyfriend was in the adjacent seat but didn't say or do anything, he just looked. I had been given a room to stay but people kept coming in to collect their their stuff. I realised the bottom half of the room was a cloakroom. The final dream was of me on a railway station surrounded by a crowd of people. A friend seemed to be carrying some sort of boat. I knew everyone was infected but no one seemed to care that they were.