Scotty's parents live in the Phoenix area. So out of curiosity, last night Scott decided to research insects and creepy crawlies of Arizona. I soon joined him and saw some crazy pictures of spiders, scorpions, kissing bugs, snakes...some of these images would give anybody the heeby-jeebys.
After we got our fill of scary creatures, we headed off to bed. When I woke up this morning, I remembered a dream that I had during the night...
Scott and I were living in Arizona, with a nice sized backyard. There were many spiderwebs strewn over our porch overhang and several other areas of our backyard. We knew the spiders lived there, but we were on good terms with the creatures, so it wasn't that bad. Some reckless boy came through one day and demolished many of the webs, upsetting the spider population and culture in our backyard.
Scott and I were so worried that the friendly relationship we had with the spiders would take a turn for the worst due to the recent web demolition. We did not want these spiders to think we were the ones who had ruined their homes, for we knew they would get angry at us and maybe do something to us. So, late that night we had a meeting with the 10 spider lords - the leaders of the 10 species of spiders we had living in our backyard.
It was like a scene from Lord of the Rings. These spider lords were small, as they should be, but they were all neatly standing in a row, and spoke with great wisdom and composure as the moonlight shown down on them. They represented their spider species, and did not consider the web demolition to be a laughing matter. They were respected by those whom they led, as well as by Scott and I.
We explained the truth of the web crisis, saying it was not us, but a reckless boy who had destroyed them. We apologized for what had happened. The 10 spider lords took our words to heart and appreciated the explanation. We then made a plan to have them occupy the back part of our yard, and they would have complete rule of that area. They would not be disturbed by us.
Scott and I were able to release our worry of the spiders doing something bad to us. The 10 spider lords would go back and led their species well. We had a good relationship with the spiders once again.
That's all folks. I know, it's strange, but I can't control my dreams! The moral of this story? Don't look at pictures of spiders before you go to bed.
1 comment:
NO. The moral of the story is that "Rachel, I just can't think of anything to write. I sit down to write and just can't think of anything." is a lame load of bull crap. Look to your dreams if you can't find anything else.
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