OK. Now I’m Dreaming about Masks and Social Distancing

We Are Now Uncomfortable in Close Proximity with Others

Image courtesy of the Toronto Star

It was totally unexpected: my dream, last night, was ticking along quite beautifully until we turned a corner in a shopping complex and joined a line up to pay for our food purchases. Then it got claustrophobic.

The door to the cashiers was closed to restrict traffic at the tills, and the line up behind us began to get congested. The man behind us was so close that I could feel him breathing down my neck, literally.

Then I realized that we’d forgotten our face masks. That’s when the dream became a nightmare.

As we all have been living this nightmare for eight months now, you’d think we’d be used to it by now. And what my dream showed me was the fact that it still isn’t “normal” by any understanding of that word.

But, to be honest, this is the first time I’ve dreamed about the pandemic, so that’s ‘interesting’.

Social distancing is creating barriers to intimacy. There, I’ve said it, now. (And, just to demonstrate how invidious this pandemic is, I had to take a full minute before I could remember what the word ‘intimacy’ was.)

Like everyone else, I’m feeling coronavirus fatigue.

About cdsmiller17

I am an Astrologer who also writes about world events. My first eBook "At This Point in Time" is available through most on-line book stores. I have now serialized my second book "The Star of Bethlehem" here. And I am experimenting with birth and death charts. If you wish to contact me, or request a birth chart, send an email to cdsmiller17@gmail.com. (And, in case you are also interested, I have an extensive list of celebrity birth and death details if you wish to 'confirm' what you suspect may be a past-life experience of yours.) Bless.
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1 Response to OK. Now I’m Dreaming about Masks and Social Distancing

  1. cdsmiller17 says:

    Two things came true today: Susan misplaced my masks that she’d made (they can’t be found anywhere); and in the line up at Canadian Tire, the man and woman behind me crowded in too close.

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