Written 2006-11-14
Commute
I get up this morning. I'm still feeling under the weather so i take my
time. I'm practically out of breath by the time I get dressed and out
the door. Poor Nat is feeling bad too. She has a house to take care of.
Just as I'm getting in to the swing of my dragging morning, I walk
right smack into a huge spider web. It was hanging between a tree and
the ground. I've run into them on my route before, but not like this
one. The threads were more like cables. and the spider was the size of
a quarter. I had to smack it off the middle of my chest. I still have a
stain.
I did the whole jump and swing at air thing. I would have loved to had
a video. I'm sure I looked like a marionette that got jumbled wires.
I'm lucky didn't stumble in the traffic trying to escape my doomed
aggressor. I still wonder what sound I made. I don't remember, but I
would love to know.
It wasn't me. You can't prove anything.
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