Wynona Rider and your wild ways

I had a very interesting dream. It didn't last long, for I only had about an hour to dream before my alarm went off. Anywho, I was watching a scene from the movie Little Women. I don't remember what scene it was (I think I made it up), only that Beth, Jo, Amy, and Meg were in it. Beth, Amy, and Meg were leaving a little cottage, Jo still in the cottage. I was behind Jo. Jo was crying too. She ran outside to catch up with her sisters, only as she ran out I suddenly became Jo. And it turned to the present day....meaning cars and everything, though people were still dressed in the movies clothes and some were riding in carriages. I saw my sisters leaving in a carriage as another carriage passed. In this carriage, 2 older ladies were talking about me, saying things like "That Jo March, she'll never get married." I cried. I started to walk around, tears streaming down my face. As I walked, I looked up at the sky. There were clouds that ooked slightly thunderous, but not bad. However, I remembered what my dad had told me (this ebing my real dad...Tim)...a tornado is at the edge/cliff of the cloud (or something like that). Where I was standing was definitely at the edge. And I thought, "Oh shoot. I have to get under cover." So I looked around in search of shelter. As I did so, I also looked up at the clouds. Suddenly, the cloud right above me started to swirl. It went faster and faster. I thought, "No! This can't be happening. I prayed that a tornado would never come!" And what do you know, a tornado hit the ground near me. However, it was far enough away that I could still find shelter. I knew a house would be best, but the closest thing to me was a red mini van. I tried to run to it, but I couldn't. You know in those dreams where you run as fast as you can, but you just don't get anywhere? Yeah, that was me. So I tried and tried to get to the van. Finally, I succeeded. I looked in the direction of the tornado. It was coming closer, zipping from left to right at unimaginable speeds. I thought, "It's not that close. I can make it to the cottage. The cottage isn't as good as a basement, but it's better than the van." So I headed towards the cottage. However, once again I couldn't run. I ended up hopping on one foot most of the time, trying to get in the direction I needed. I woke up breathing heavily.

What do you suppose this dream means? I have no clue.

Also, I'm having slight difficulty in remembering what is real and what are my dreams. I say this because I had a conversation with Nathan early this morning. I went to bed, but I remember waking up at 6:30 and appologizing to my roommates for the phone call. However, neither rememeber me saying anything of the sort. They don't even remember the phone call.

Hmmm....maybe I'm going insane.

I need sleep.

Lots of Love.