more dreams
Last night I dreamed of tornados. Hundreds of tornados whereever I went. it was some sort of weird weather pattern. right now I live in the city. These tornados were everywhere, consuming buildings, tearing up streets, some were a mile or more wide. Some were little whispy things that barely touched ground. At one point I was at my parent's house with my sisters, whom I don't really have a lot of contact with and the tornados were everywhere there. We were always gauging how close they would come and if we had to run. My oldest sister opened the door once and five tiny black tornados danced in front of her swirling into a larger one. More than once they touched down at my feet. There are no real words to describe the size, amount, and visciousness of these tornados so I ramble on here beating a dead horse with my descriptions. it was powerful to say the least. There was one small part were I kept seeing people's shoes drug away by bugs into the floor boards and left them all down stairs. In dreamland a basement usually means the past. Now if I could just figure out what the shoes represent....or the tornados for that matter.