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. 

The end.