Sweaters and Crocodiles

I’m in some kind of ?factory. It’s a huge complex of steel walkways elevated over water. The guide is walking me through. It feels like i’m in the scary part of a Bond movie. We’re almost to the exit when i hear a shuffling kind of ‘sandy’ sound and look over the side of the safety rail to see what’s down below. The water is FULL of crocodiles. It’s feeding time and they’re all scrambling for position. Some of the crocs are incredibly huge. One that’s really standing out and really scary i can only see it’s head but by the size and girth of it’s fat head it must be thirty feet long or more. The guide is showing me how they sometimes just throw a live cow into the fray to be torn apart but assures me that mostly they just throw in these big white bags of food. There’s a pretty pale colored cow (looks like Elsie from the dairy logo) being forced to walk down a ramp towards the water. It can smell the crocodiles and is fighting to back up. Some of the smaller more mobile crocs begin to run up the ramp and i’m screaming for the people to open the door and let the cow back out but it’s too late and an croc gets the cow by one of its front legs. We’re at the exit and i rush outside, completely horrified by the experience of being so close to that many crocodiles. As i’m coming out of the exit i’m also waking up for real and have the thought that the big giant crocodile couldn’t really be that big because 1) the water wasn’t that deep and 2) it had to have been an alligator not a crocodile because of the shape of its head. And the dream interpreted itself – my fears aren’t as fearful as they may appear. Just stay on the path.

Then i was in a school going to the auditorium for some kind of assembly. It’s an older type auditorium and all the chairs are wooden without any kind of upholstery. It was cold in there but apparently i’d been there earlier and had left my sweater so was walking through the rows to find it. I could see a few chairs in various parts of the auditorium that had sweaters similar to mine draped over them but none of them were my sweater and i’m wondering if somebody took mine by mistake. All the sweaters are cream colored like mine but mine is a shade lighter and doesn’t have any sleeves. I leave the auditorium and go through the halls to find ?my classroom but end up at the main entrance to the auditorium. There are some ?lunch ladies in blue uniform frocks. One of them stops me and asks for my pass. I don’t have one and tell her so. She tells me that if i can estimate how many people are in the auditorium she’ll let me in. I’m estimating that there’ll be a couple thousand but when i look down the stairs to see and it’s just the entrance to the auditorium and there’s just a small group of people. I’m thinking it might be as many as thirty or fifty but tell her “twenty”. She’s going to let me go in but another of the lunch ladies tells her not to let me. I tell the both that i’ve already been in and will just go back to the top and go in from there where nobody is checking. It makes the second lunch lady mad but i just laugh because i know there’s nothing she can do about it.

I never did find my sweater and i’m not really sure what the images signify. Auditorium – all the world’s a stage? I’m thinking that the lunch ladies are people in some small position of authority? The sleeveless sweater? Just a prop that i don’t really need? Underestimating the number on purpose? Selling myself short or setting myself up to fail on purpose because i know the lunch ladies don’t really have any authority over me? Between the two dreams though, i’d say everything is fine in my life because all my fears and doubts are illusions made to look more important than they truly are. ? Maybe.