Feet away from where I slept the night, I hitched along Alligator Alley until I got a ride to Marco Island.

I spent the night dreaming about fighting an alligator or a Black Bear or some very strong shadow creature.

I’m worried the creature was my subconscious and I was literally fighting my subconscious in a swamp.

I hitched 525 miles this week, from Okefenokee Swamp in Georgia, across the Everglades in Florida to the Gulf of Mexico.