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am in my house, hundreds of miles from the yurt, sitting in our glassed-in porch which is our living room from like april thru november, and it’s got a concrete floor with carpets on it, i’m sitting on a couch
i saw a shadow out of the corner of my eye, and looked, and there was something like, maybe a huge spider, maybe a house centipede, over at the other end of the room, running fast across the carpet
instead of looking or reacting I just averted my eyes because I Don’t Want To Know
in the yurt I might feel obligated to investigate but you know what, No, Not Here, I Don’t Want To Know.
(The difference is that my bed is not in this room. Whatever it is, can be a mystery, and probably won’t wind up on my face at 3am. I can hope, anyway.)
am in my house, hundreds of miles from the yurt, sitting in our glassed-in porch which is our living room from like april thru november, and it’s got a concrete floor with carpets on it, i’m sitting on a couch
i saw a shadow out of the corner of my eye, and looked, and there was something like, maybe a huge spider, maybe a house centipede, over at the other end of the room, running fast across the carpet
instead of looking or reacting I just averted my eyes because I Don’t Want To Know
in the yurt I might feel obligated to investigate but you know what, No, Not Here, I Don’t Want To Know.
(The difference is that my bed is not in this room. Whatever it is, can be a mystery, and probably won’t wind up on my face at 3am. I can hope, anyway.)
