When walking to the office kitchen today, I saw a little something floating in the air in the big open common space. Upon closer inspection, it was a spider, dangling halfway between ceiling and floor. After scrutinizing it a bit, I went into the kitchenette to make oatmeal.
On my way back to my desk, I stopped to look for it again, but couldn’t find it.
As I wandered around looking at thin air, searching for something in nothing, I realized that someone was looking at me oddly.
Who could blame him?
