Thursday, 2010 March 18, 14:31 — me!me!me!, weapons

changing every day, every possible way

I’ve consistently noticed that my “home” in my dreams, though it seems normal during the dream, almost never resembles any place where I’ve resided (nor indeed any place that I recognize).

Now I find that the principle applies not only to dwellings! I had a dream involving “my” pistol, which resembled a Walther PP — a type that I don’t think I’ve ever handled.

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