More dreams, more guns
I’ve been really stressed out with school, and I think that’s why I’ve been having these crazy dreams. I had another really odd one last night, I don’t remember this one as well as the last, but I do remember this:
I was the leader of an elite four person security force. We were defending a group of around 30 people. Apparently, an elite death squad of four was out to kill them. We all had these little Lugers, about the size of a man’s wallet. I also remember that the clip in these guns had about 200 little bullets, as large as the eye of a needle.
The Death Squad knew they couldn’t beat us one on one, so they started stealing our guns, one by one, like ninjas. When I was the only one left, I decided to go cowboy, and attack them. That’s when I woke up.
I was curious about what the guns mean, and apparently, it just means I need to get laid.
-Dan
The picture is of a Luger
