Ever wake up and know that you had some sort of crazy dream, it was so vivid, so many details… but yet, within moments of waking up you can’t remember much about the dream except one key aspect?

I had one of those last night.

All I can remember is somehow I got a free Glock. I think it was probably a G22 (.40 S&W, standard size) because I do remember mentioning in the dream wanting a G17 or G19 (9mm, standard or compact) instead.

And I actually liked it. Well, at least I was enjoying shooting it. The fact Glock’s still feel kinda “cheap Tupperware” in my hand didn’t change. But I was happy shooting it.

My guess? Somehow stems back to last weekend, because I got to shoot a stock Gen4 and actually liked it.

Crazy. 🙂

Note: the reason this is surprising to me is because I just don’t like Glocks. I don’t like how they feel in my hand. I don’t like the trigger. I don’t like the sights. I don’t like how they point for me. I just generally don’t like them. I grant their reputation and aftermarket, and that’s a huge plus for Glocks. But I just haven’t liked them. But that Gen4 wasn’t horrible. I did like the “stipple” on the grip, and while the trigger wasn’t ideal it did have good “feel” to it. Sights… they’d be changed immediately. But really… it wasn’t so horrible.