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.

I dreamt that I incorrectly swabbed a fragile immunocompromised patient so they received a false negative.

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

I got stranded during a layover in the Berlin airport en route to my spring break destination because the borders were suddenly closed without warning.

I wake up and find that my dog is dead.

I'm riding on the top section of a double-decker bus, like the kind that give guided tours in big cities like New York, the ones with open tops.

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

I dreamed that Barack Obama was giving out cake at the grocery store.

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

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

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

I was responsible for figuring out who could get treatment and who had to die.

My dream was of me being in the hospital and a doctor is standing beside me.

I was in New York City (a place I have not been). It was the end of college (which is also true for me IRL).

My cat instructed me that I had to buy a certain brand of chicken.

I was going home on a train, above the streets in a big city, I did not had a ticket, and I was embarrassed by so many people on the train when we ought to do social distancing.