Off lately a whole bunch of things made their way into my life and in some cases my system itself. Right from men, meaningful brief affairs to creepy crawlies, all walked into my life, my nights and my sense organs like it was a red carpet glamour engagement. The social aspect, many would quite appreciate the entrance of men and mind games, my mind’s perception like most areas of my life is different. It decided to give attention to the most scarily, creepy and weird episodes it has the pleasure of experiencing. On a night that I took extra long to fall asleep, this doesn’t usually happen to me on account of having all areas of my life to rather satisfactory levels, a spider decided to walk its way into my right ear. And soon enough I was creating a hue and cry due my over obsession with over reactions and due to the natural pain it caused me. After two hours of me tolerating pain and my family tolerating me, the spider kicked the bucket inside my ear. Probably one death that made a positive difference to my life. Still, the next day, no web came out of wrist and nor could I climb walls.

Still the spider made one thing clear to me, a small creep, an insignificant insect amidst the greater glory of my life was powerful enough for me to carry tales about it to people rather than the interpersonal relationship I share with the human kind and brilliantly jump into conclusions because of which. With a little lesser than half a dead spider inside my ear, I can still vividly recall the pain I was tormented with and easily much greater than the pains of a fall out of a bond. I think now I strongly recommend a spider inside the ear to get over any passion of the sensual or emotional kind.