I had 3 or 4 somewhat interesting dreams, but I didn't write them down right away, so now all I remember is this one:

I was at Woodman's with some friends, and texting with someone else, maybe Sara, who was elsewhere. I was warned that a tornado was coming. Sure enough one was forming like right outside and coming our way. But this was a sturdy concrete structure, and partially underground, so we'd be fine if we hunkered down here.