I had this dream last night, though it may sound like a nightmare. I wasn’t scared, just amused, and almost relieved, that I finally figured out what was happening.
Anyway, in my dream, I was standing on a rooftop overlooking downtown Santa Monica, the waves peacefully lapping in the Pacific Ocean. I realized as I looked around me, that I was standing in the dining area in the outdoor mall in Santa Monica, except there were no tables nor chairs. I walked away from my ocean view. I walked towards the center of the mall, and there in the middle of the courtyard was a sports bar, packed with patrons. Everybody was looking up towards a monitor, their eyes smiling. Everybody was holding a brand new, polished, wooden baseball bat. They were watching the monitor, receiving instructions on how to do a coordinated dance with their bats. Imagine a crowd doing the macarena dance, but with a bat. The expression on everyone’s face was joyful. I wondered why they were all jam packed together. I looked more closely down towards their nose and mouth, and thought to myself, why weren’t they wearing masks?
I turned right and walked inside the food court. Tables were full of families with children, happily gathering and enjoying their meals. I looked around, and again, nobody was wearing a mask. “Is the pandemic over already?” I wondered. There was an escalator inside the food court, and I walked towards it. There was a crowd of people coming up the escalator, I tried to step aside to let them pass… except they walked right pass me. I felt floaty and they keep coming and walking through me.
Then it dawned on me, that perhaps yes the pandemic was over, but perhaps I was, too.