Dreaming of COVID


Just a few short weeks ago I wrote about how COVID was getting inside of me and impacting my fiction writing.

Admittedly, having COVID infiltrating my thoughts when writing isn’t nearly as bad as getting the virus itself, which I’ve been fortunate enough to avoid. So far.

But now COVID has found another way in. Last night I dreamed about COVID for the first time. I was hungry and in an area with bars and restaurants, searching, and each one I walked into was crowded, with customers and employees all unmasked. I recoiled each time. It was a distressing dream.

But just a dream. Unless I was in South Dakota or some such state.

By David Klein

David Klein

Published novelist, creative writer, journalist, avid reader, discriminating screen watcher.


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