Now I'm itching to work on my draws.
The scenario was a guy just walked in my front door. I don't know how he could have done that as I always keep the both locks locked. But the guy just walked in and looked at me like he knew what he was already going to do. He came at me. I knew I was carrying and its like I was just waiting for the perfect time to draw even though I knew when he came through the door that he was a bad guy. Its almost as if I was waiting to be certain that I could draw and I wouldn't be in trouble for brandishing. The guy moved around behind me and put me in a choke hold and it was only then that I drew. My mind was saying "Ok now because he cannot see the side of your body. Your gun is away from him and your strong arm is free".
What in the world?!?!
While those are all perfectly fine considerations that I must have, the biggest screw up was that first move I failed to act as soon as that guy walked in the door. I didn't make space!
Anyway, I know where Dream Shorts went wrong as I go over each step of the dream. In reality, I didn't make space and I was well within my right to draw as soon as I saw an uninvited person open the door. I'm just surprised how my mind worked through the scenario to get to the point that I could draw. I think even a small part of that hesitation to draw was because I didn't want to scare some person who was there to work in the yard, or the house or the normal city workers that come around the neighborhood all the time.
I suppose my subconscious is working overtime. Not all bad as its confirmation that I am aware, even at home, of who is around. But it is unnerving.
I think this dream was finally triggered by a comment my cousin in law made yesterday as I was walking her out the door. I unlocked both locks and she said "Oh you do that too?". I told her, "Yup, you just never know. I hear so many news stories of people being robbed and killed in their own house".
Right after she left, I locked the door, went uptairs to get cleaned up for the day (we had taken the dogs to the lake) and then strapped on the heater.
Fellers, DON'T just bust in my front door. Ring the doorbell for your own health!
The scenario was a guy just walked in my front door. I don't know how he could have done that as I always keep the both locks locked. But the guy just walked in and looked at me like he knew what he was already going to do. He came at me. I knew I was carrying and its like I was just waiting for the perfect time to draw even though I knew when he came through the door that he was a bad guy. Its almost as if I was waiting to be certain that I could draw and I wouldn't be in trouble for brandishing. The guy moved around behind me and put me in a choke hold and it was only then that I drew. My mind was saying "Ok now because he cannot see the side of your body. Your gun is away from him and your strong arm is free".
What in the world?!?!
While those are all perfectly fine considerations that I must have, the biggest screw up was that first move I failed to act as soon as that guy walked in the door. I didn't make space!
Anyway, I know where Dream Shorts went wrong as I go over each step of the dream. In reality, I didn't make space and I was well within my right to draw as soon as I saw an uninvited person open the door. I'm just surprised how my mind worked through the scenario to get to the point that I could draw. I think even a small part of that hesitation to draw was because I didn't want to scare some person who was there to work in the yard, or the house or the normal city workers that come around the neighborhood all the time.
I suppose my subconscious is working overtime. Not all bad as its confirmation that I am aware, even at home, of who is around. But it is unnerving.
I think this dream was finally triggered by a comment my cousin in law made yesterday as I was walking her out the door. I unlocked both locks and she said "Oh you do that too?". I told her, "Yup, you just never know. I hear so many news stories of people being robbed and killed in their own house".
Right after she left, I locked the door, went uptairs to get cleaned up for the day (we had taken the dogs to the lake) and then strapped on the heater.
Fellers, DON'T just bust in my front door. Ring the doorbell for your own health!