Dreams

I've had strange dreams all my life. For the most part, they were funny dreams.

Last night, I had another one of those funny dreams.

I was holding a dismantled Glock 26. I was putting it back together piece by piece. I finished putting it together and all i had to do was load the clip with fresh bullets.

The strange thing was that the bullets were all different shapes and sizes. Some looked like 50 caliber ammo which I knew couldn't possibly fit into a 26 clip. And yet, for some strange reason, I was able to load 9 of those puppies into this clip. Then, i started to fill my other backup clips with other strange bullets.

I finished loading 5 extra clips and then loaded the gun. Then i heard a voice telling me that I must purchase a better gun than this 26. Though well designed, the 26 is primarily a conceal and carry and I felt like the voice was telling me to get a more powerful and "in your face" type of weapon.

I walked over to the gunshop, which happened to be right next door to my house. I walked in and the shop owner told me that I could pick out any gun I wanted for free because I was such a good customer. I looked over the stereotypical weapons like the Desert Eagles, Berrettas, etc. and picked out a weird looking medieval pistol.

I carried this home and found that i have to use a flintlock mechanism. For some reason though, I found that this gun was so powerful, it could bust through concrete and steel.

Then I woke up. Strange.

I wonder what this means?