Ophelia's Book O' Fun II

I was in a Red River type place that was actually in Kansas, with Matte and some other people I couldn't identify. We were tornado chasing, although on foot. Mostly it was just a nature hike because it was a clear, sunny day with no clouds whatsoever, much less tornadoes. So we caravaned to a large picnic that was set up for our lunch. It was a nice looong table, shaded by beautiful cloth gazebos in bright colors, which flapped slightly in the wind. I was kinda looking forward to sitting by Matte, because hello, muscles. But he sat down by some people and there were no empty chairs next to him. Bummer. I don't really remember eating, but I remember they were grilling burgers, and I saw the smaller table with burger add-ons, like slices of tomato, and red onion, ketchup and mustard etc. Anyway I was walking a bit past the table into a huge meadow, where the horizon was blocked by huge trees. Suddenly the wind blew alot harder, and I heard thunder and saw lightening. I looked up at the tops of the trees, and a tiny little dark gray cloud appeared, sparkling with little flecks of lightening. It was really cute, if such a thing could be called cute. Then a tiny little gray tornado formed just under the cloud, though it was really high up in the sky, and miles and miles from being close to touching the ground. I screamed "Tornado TORNADO!!!!!" and a group of people rushed toward where I was standing. I immediately did the finger through palm RC, the one I always do when I see a tornado in dreams. Which is gay because it nearly always fails. It failed once more, and I thought to myself, "Well, I guess THIS time it's for real." Then I remembered how I ALWAYS say that, and it's NEVER real. So I just said "You know what, fuck it I MUST be dreaming." And then the fact that I realized this cloud was completely silly, and Matte, a guy from Sweden whom I've never met, was in Kansas with me, hunting tornadoes, confirmed that I was dreaming. I felt like I didn't really care that much. Don't know why. So I didn't really do anything special. I just kept watching the sky with the others. The little cloud sauntered along the sky, all by itself with it's little tornado tail. I said "That thing's too small to reach the ground." Other people muttered "yeah, lame." So we just walked off to continue the day nature hiking instead. As I turned to walk toward the trail, Matte grabbed my hand. So we held hands the rest of the way. Also there was a big hug in there somewhere, but I can't remember if it was before or after the tornado.

I'm laughing as I'm typing this because it's so gay!!