I had a disturbing dream about killer whales.
More specifically, a huge pod (thousands).
Feeding.
Somehow, we were allegedly safe because they were focused on other food.
We were travelling in the middle of an orca feeding frenzy to stay safe from the greater danger outside, that drove us into the chaos.
Even in my dream I knew better.
Because life isn’t Free Willy.
Orcas eat every-damn-thing.
Chantarctica 