I’ve never seen one tornado in my entire life. I saw two once.

I was driving through Texas one day, and happened to be on the phone with my mother. She asked if I’d even recognize a tornado, and I said sure, you see dark clouds like rain, but they funnel down. And then I saw it happen twice, one to the left and one to the right. I was rolling into a small city and got under an overpass until they both passed. It was pretty surreal.

I haven’t been to Texas since, but that’s not why. I wouldn’t mind seeing more of it, but have no reason to go there, and the politics there are pretty bad.

oof childhood memories of the whole family climbing into the bathtub (we didn’t have a basement)