So on the last dog walk:

Two pretty teenagers doing Insta-Model shoots in the front garden.

A woman walking along cradling a pineapple.

A smiling man on a horse.

A small number of people in various types of masks, all walking by themselves.

Can you imagine describing this in a dream to a shrink?

No, I cant either. I’d better take a nap, or maybe I’m already napping and just dreamed it, but I hope I’m awake.