Sometimes the dream doesn’t start where you thought it did.

This is the real story—before the tornado. Before the stairwell. Before the door.

It begins with rainbow chalk, with memory as protest.

It moves through false accusations, the sacredness of motherhood, and whales crashing into concrete like gods coming home.

And it ends with a choice: turn back, or let the wind in.

In this episode, I remember everything.

Not just the storm.

But what came before it.

Because survival isn’t always about escape.

Sometimes it’s about holding your ground

when the world tries to rewrite you.