When I was a kid, I loved the book "Charlotte's Web". This was probably the saddest book I read as a child. I couldn't believe it when Charlotte died and I remember feeling very sad the day I read the book. Well, since then I have discovered that I do not like spiders. In fact, I am pretty sure I am border line arachniphobic. I would kill any form of spider that incroached on my ten feet of personal space. And I wouldn't just squish them and be done with it, noooo... I would inflict the maximum amount of pain I could on them to prove a point.
That is, until a couple of months ago. There is this spider that decided to build its web outside my living room window. Each day when I open my blinds, I am eye to eye with this spider. I guess the thing that caught my attention is the fact that this spider has some form of shell on his back. I have noticed that the last few weeks, there are not many things caught in the spider's web. So I imagine that the spider must be feeling pretty hungry lately. Normally this would give me great pleasure, but this time I actually feel pretty sorry for the spider. I hope something flies into his web so that he sticks around a little longer.
What on earth is happening to me? Now I am rooting for spiders...
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