I find myself on a beach, with many beachfront mansions nearby. My friends and I decide we all need to throw a party later that night and so we do.

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

I was in India with my wife walking on an ancient stone path along a river.

I am at my aunt's beach house in New Hampshire, but it is across the river from Washington D.C. I haven't been to the house, which I went to a lot as a child, in years.

I had a dream where I had to not only wash my hands while in public, but I had to wash my entire body with a bar of soap.

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.

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

I dreamt I was on a small plane and we crash landed into an icy cold lake.

It was raining—I was trying to catch a train with my mom and sister.

It began traveling across the ocean for a very long time in one of those theme park gondolas to a huge island city with my mother and another person.

I discovered a group of hipsters having a secret Illicit coronavirus speakeasy party in the sub-sub basement of a building.

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I have now had this dream several times and I am afraid that it is not going to end.

In the first dream I was traveling by car with some friends and the police stopped us saying that we could not travel, that we had to stay at the nearest gas station.

I was in a canoe on a lake when a large tsunami-like wave came at me. I managed to brace and get over the wave.