Cancer dream
You don't have to have an online degree in dream interpretation to figure this one out.
Brett and I were sitting in a living room watching a TV when a huge king crab ran in. And when I say huge--I mean one of those ones with the six-foot leg spans you see on the Discovery Channel.
The king crab runs/scuttles quickly into the living room and starts making laps around the coffee table. Brett is unfazed, draws his legs up under him on the couch and keeps watching TV.
Me? I am terrified. The crab keeps running past me, reaching his gigantic pinchers toward my legs and feet. Finally, after a few passes around the coffee table, he finally gets me and snaps a chunk of flesh from my calf.
I am freaked out and I can't believe Brett is so calm about the beast in the living room.
How come I'm the only one who seems to be scared?