Sunday, October 20, 2024

Tornados, five

I had a strange dream last week.  I was on the farm, as an adult.  Cindy and Chandra were there.  I looked out the back of the house, and there were five tornadoes coming toward the house.  I yelled up the stairs for Chandra to come down.  She was saying that she'd be down in a minute.  I couldn't get her to come down.  The tornadoes missed the house.  There were trees down everywhere, one on the roof.

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