I used to have dreams of snakes, black mambas to be precise. They slithered into my house and I had to catch them. I never got bit, and they never out ran me, even though they are the fastest, deadliest snake in the world. Someone told me that all snakes in dreams meant sex, but that interpretation never sat well with me. It just doesn’t seem to fit.
Maybe we all have our own black mambas to chase and tame. Maybe it’s just a representation of that something within ourselves that could ruin us if we’re not careful.