Dream: Mind the Crocs

I was being chased around by a snapping crocodile.  I was able to just say out of his reach, but it wasn’t a huge margin of safety.  I remember a friend was there too, not sure who exactly, and we may have exchanged some words about the ‘weaving’ / zig-zag strategy in successfully avoiding a pursuing croc.  I guess this was all a form of sport, in a way, but it seemed a bit too risky to be just pure fun.

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