When you dream stuff like this:
I was inside a house with my sister, looking at an approaching tornado. It was dark, scary and fast. Objects were already flying into our windows, but for some reason they didn't shatter like glass would, just cracked but mostly held together. My sister said "We're going to be fine", to which I replied with my usual tact that I seem to keep even in dreams: "Obviously not, it's coming straight at us." I briefly made peace with the thought that I was going to die, then blocked the windows with some huge piles of clothes that were lying around (??) thinking that it might give us a couple more minutes. Then sat down and decided to upload my latest SSSS fanart, since there seemed to be just enough time for that. My last thought and action in front of impending death. Yep.
