This is as much as I can recall of this dream.
A giant windstorm, moving house, lale, refugees, supermarket with noodles, wondering where we'll get water and resources...
Lale and I were trying to navigate a hurricane apocalypse. He was gentle and protective of me. We could drive a literal house like a boat with a wheel and motorized direction.
We went to a supermarket and he gently ladled more noodles for me even through the pushing panicking crowd. The dream was very gray, very full of tornadoes. Every step of the way when I was frightened, he'd take me to a quiet spot in the house and hold me until I was ready to go again.
Unfortunately most of the dream is lost now but it was very lovely in its own sad way.
