I was chasing a black lady thru a library. She was that really cute girl from American Idol that has a fro. I remember searching for her amid lots of people in cubicles. I had a team of people beind me chasing as well. It was like we were the CSI people.
In another dream Dad and I were standing in an aisle and I can't remember what he said, but I got upset. So I walked away and went to sit down by mom. Dad walked over to us, and he was yelling at mom telling her it was over. He sat down leaving one seat in between us. He said to me "you just walked away without looking," but I had no reply.
Then I was back at the house packign things up. I looked out of the window and saw a tornado. There were 4 different kinds of tornados, actually and they were different colors. Two tan, one green and one dark brown. It was as if I were in a house or on a plane above the tornados watching them. The tornadoes were lined up all in a row (like AT&T bars). They would all touch down and pick back up. The brown one was really scary and dusty and whatevery I was in the house or plane was moving around and spinning and at one point I thought we were going to crash into the dark brown tornado, but I never did. It was really cool.
Then I remember a microscope. I think I was looking at cytology trying to ID neoplasia.
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i'm glad you are my sister!
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