The Voices That Control Me From Inside My Head

[masterofmidgets]

I've been having a recurring dream (well, twice so far, but that's a lot for me) that I am Rodney McKay. Trapped in a small room with a tiger.

Seriously, WTF brain? Can anyone tell me the psychosexual interpretation of dreaming one is a middle-aged socially-inept genius astrophysicist about to be eaten by a large jungle cat? Or am I just too weird for words?