In my dream, the virus Covid19 was not an infectious pathogen, but an organised group of people—like some sort of sinister army.

I thought I had heard something and woke up but I realized I was still dreaming and the voices I heard were discussing the pandemic and I thought it would reveal some insight so I laid still to listen closely.

I could have left my shift early, but I decided to stay because I was waiting for results to come back for a patient.

I dreamed about waking up and feeling something weird on my head. I went to the toilet and watching myself in the mirror I lifted the hair from my forehead and there were 3 little buttons.

I was walking with some strangers through a garden. It wasn't a nice garden, tho, the plants and flowers were slightly gray, and there were some houses around but they were abandoned and it showed.

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

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

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

I dreamt we went to a local bar to get food for take-out, since all restaurants had been mandated to close or only offer take-out and delivery.