today on the bridge over kickapoo creek a spider floated down to see what i was reading. it slowly worked its way down and floated for a minute or so a few inches from my face, but i doubted if it could read - and there's no way it could read dillard. it was roughly the size of bb or the head of a pin. it was gray and had furry little legs. i think it was the smallest spider in the whole world. i can't help wondering what kind of insects it eats. what kind of bugs are that small anyways? does it make a web like other spiders? is the web really tiny as well? what's it doing on the bridge over kickapoo creek anyways? it is november right? what do spiders do over the winter?
it floated there for a while unsure of what it should do and during its time of indecision i looked for its thin thread. i searched up and down and left and right for the stupid thread but i couldn't see it. i thought that surely it would reflect off the sun and i would see that the puppet had strings. after a while i got frustrated and thought about waving my hand directly above the floating spider to at least satisfy one of my senses, but then i gave up and decided it was a magic spider. and maybe it could read dillard maybe he was more advanced than i and he was going to tell me interesting things about the book. but he didn't. after a while the magic flying spider got bored and flew back up to the top of the bridge. he probably had more important things to do.

today's recommended mp3 - ida - boots of spanish leather (dylan cover)