So I’ve always had “tornado” dreams…they were always coming, but never hit. I had read that these might have to do with suppressed anger, which wasn’t out of the realm of possibility at the time. But last night, I had a very vivid, very extended dream about a tornado that actually hit. I saw it forming, heading my way, and called for my dogs and my hubby to go NOW to the basement (which we don’t have in Texas). There was much more going on in the dream involving work and random other people from my past. But once I saw the tornado, it was just get my dogs and hubby to the basement. The dogs all followed, including two scruffy strays I’ve never known before, but hubby didn’t follow. I watched one dog swept out a window, but (keeping in mind this was a crazy vivid dream), I was suddenly in a big car that had no top but worked as a boat.

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