I don't see, think about, or imagine crocodiles or alligators much at all, but they have been cropping up in my dreams often the last few weeks. Strange, right? So, after last night's nightmare, I decided to look 'em up in a dream dictionary, just for kicks, to see what they could possibly mean.
Alligator: treachery, deceit, mistrust.
Crocodile: freedom, power, hidden strength.
Well, what if you don't notice or remember which one it is? Do you just pick? I was a little surprised that they were so opposite of each other, since I seriously doubt most people know which one it is they are dreaming of. Long, skinny thing with surprisingly fast stubby legs and sharp teeth...I'm not looking at the face shape or determining if it's salt- or fresh-water, especially once it starts chasing me...
So I decided to pick crocodile. :)
THEN, as I was driving home from taking Paul to work, I starting thinking about what all these dreams and such had in common, or at least what I was thinking about before I went to sleep. And I realized that I have reread and watched "Peter Pan" and "Hook" in the last couple of months, and crocodile suddenly made a whole lot of sense.
TIME is creeping up on me, past me, faster than I want it to, and I'm almost as freaked out as Hook about it!
At least I can breathe a sigh of relief that I don't have some secret phobia of crocodiles or whatever. :)
Although, if I look at this picture enough...
*Shudder* I think the fact that he looks like he's smiling at me makes it all the creepier, don't you?