Chronicling the Days – Nora Loreto

In April 2020, we invited writers in Quebec to submit a story of a single day during the strange, uneasy time of coronavirus and pandemic, of social distancing and self isolation, of lockdown and quarantine.

We’re thrilled to announce that these stories have been gathered in Chronicling the Days: Dispatches from a Pandemic (Guernica Press). To learn more and buy the book, please visit

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This piece is by Nora Loreto, writing on Friday, April 3, 2020.


I have the most lucid dreams between 8:06 and 8:11 every morning. My alarm signals to my brain to re-start the dream I’m having, but to make sure I can remember it.

This morning, I was in what I imagine a cigar den might look like. There was a bar and low-rise tables everywhere, made to seem even more low thanks to the high ceiling of the room. It was bright. There were people sitting closer than two metres together.

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