I can’t believe how many spiders there are around here. Our stuff in the garage is probably filled with them. I don’t know what’s worse. The spiders or the cockroaches. I can watch this one in front of me now move up and down the wall. I’ve got ten fingers twirling a dance parade like my thoughts. I’m wondering how many of my fantasies I can fulfill while I’m here.

Awashing me of all of it, I become something more like a bot.

But the dream sequence continues even as I take note of the naught.

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