Dreamed I was a detective.

I was some sort of law enforcement officer. I had a weapon but no bullets. I was shot at. I killed the suspect with their own gun. I was in shock. I shouldn't have been there in the first place, but he was the one we were looking for. I was lucky that I got off. It was murder, even if he was a serial rapist. I joined a therapy group; Dirty Harry was in my group. I'm still shaking from the experience and not sure where this is. Seems like New York. Elevated train, but not sure. Summertime.

Reoccurring Dreams

Have you ever revisited a dream and notice a linear time change? That the passage of time in the dream was parallel to reality. I'm new at this posting but when I start to have these reoccurring dreams. I'll post them here. If it seem similar to you.