A story of an alternate life

Date: 4/6/2020

Clearly this story is very far fetched My dad and me somehow get guns and we shoot up a Train station not trying to kill people but maim them I have no idea why. A crazy terrorist attack on a random station I don't remember the reason but I remember shaking a lot and not holding the gun firmly. Obviously we get caught and thrown in jail. Time In jail went in fast forward and after many years I was out on good behaviour. Somehow I was still 21, and quickly settled down in the family home with a girlfriend who became my wife. Three children followed, two boys who were absolute rascals and a younger girl who was the sweetest. For some reason they had grown from babies to ages 7 10 and 11 and were in trouble mode. The end of the dream was a family get together in our home, and family came to see me out of prison and the children who for some reason they hadn't seen. Even my grandad who has been dead since I was 13 came and with a tear in his eye grabbed both boys and lifted them up. Even happier to see a little girl who held onto his leg. The strangest fucking dream. A total mindfuck. I have no explanation for it.