Lately my dreams have become more vivid, which I do enjoy and can now ponder upon when I am awake. Early this morning I had a spectatular one. Granted it was extremly windy last night and that migh have created the basis for it. I did have an intense dream at my childhood home inwhich a tornado struck. I tend to be a storm chaser type of guy, so I clearly recall being outside and watching the storm cell develop and then the wind become immense. It got to the point where we had to go into the basement. we helped rush strangers into the basement to ride it out too, one was a group of child campers. I lived in a classic suburb so this was unusua. I was an adult in the dream and before I went in I saw as the twister was only a few houses away. It was was represented as animation done on real film footage stock and almost like a doodle, very surreal. When everyone was in the basment we braced for the worst and as the twister came by a couple basement windows blew out and lluckly no one was hurt. Interesting way to start the week.
