Not that I'm trying to jump on the whole 'blog about my dreams' bandwagon, but I had the worst nightmare last night. Dreamed that someone was trying to break into my home, and that they knew I was there. I grabbed my shotgun then went for my bandoleer, but the moment I removed the first shell to load it into the gun, it disappeared. I kept going for more, but it would just happen again and again, until I was completely out of ammo. I thought about trying to find more, but it was the middle of the night, I had no flashlight, and by this time the threat had entered inside my house. Probably the scariest dream I had in a while, if not the most frustrating. Weird.
Update: apparently I am the only one among my friends that would have a nightmare about being out of ammo.
Update: apparently I am the only one among my friends that would have a nightmare about being out of ammo.
No comments:
Post a Comment