Dream Logic
I had a dream last night where I was at someone’s house and tried to either sit or lie down on the floor for some reason, but the place was in utter squalor with kids’ and baby toys all over the floor. Stacks of paper slumped and fell over in random places and there were dishes and other things mixed in. Then this large spider, like a small tarantula, crawled out of the junk and I thought, “Shoot! Someone will kill this guy if they see it.” So I picked it up with a pair or forceps that were just sitting there for whatever reason. For a moment, it looked like it was going to tear its own leg off to get away but then it transformed into this snarling weasel thing that was trying to bite me. Somehow the forceps were long enough to keep it away but I knew I couldn’t hold onto it much longer. I ran outside onto the crumbling porch and flung it out into the field. Sadly, someone followed me out and was standing in the doorway when the thing came racing back so it got into the house again.