I have vague and vivid dreams that differ but a tornado in each one. It isn't coming towards me all the time but going towards the loved ones I can't get to.
The most recent one is still very vivid in my mind.
My Grandparents used to own a store in the mountains and the basement was actually just a small room that was dug out of the actual floor.
The woodstove was located in this earthen room as was my uncles old boxing thing. I have no idea what the thing is called that hangs down like a tear drop and you hit it.
Anyhow. I was going down the stairs when I realized that a tornado was heading directly toward me. I was terrified but even more so when I realized that all the little windows that lined the top of the cellar were OPEN. I tried to close them all but couldn't.
I'm never hit with a tornado, I always wake up first.
I wake up tired much of the time because of all the damn dreams.
