I dreamed a beautiful vision of the coronavirus. I saw it as tremendously huge and beautiful.

I was with my wife and a number of our friends, and we were in a downtown area when we heard very loud noises coming from down the main street with all the traffic on it.

I dreamed that there was a massive atmosphere change, and everyone had to wear a mask at all times.

There was a little old lady who wandered lost into our yard (we’ve been leaving the gate open for deliveries) then she accidentally shut the gate and locked herself in the yard.

I was with a work colleague from a job I had 17 years ago, driving north on the highway to go to lunch.