I blame this adventurous, yet ridiculous dream, on Devon Sawa.
I fell in love with Devon in 'The Night of the Twisters'.
(Remember him in Casper and Little Giants? Heartthrob!)
I had no idea how scary 100 mph winds could be until yesterday, when I ran
into a tornado near Prospect park. Out of nowhere, gusts of wind trampled
me. I held onto a tree and watched a out of control garbage truck barrel
through parked cars. After retrieving my shoes, I found shelter
in a coffee shop. It was surreal. Tornadoes in Brooklyn? What the hell?