While driving down the road in my old work vehicle I was looking for a safe place to pull off the road and access utility records. I spotted a good place and turned the hazard flashing lights on while steering over to the gravel shoulder. As the car behind me went to pass I noticed a black ball rolling down the road. It was only the size of a tennis ball but was almost glossy the way it caught the headlights of the passing car. When I step out of my vehicle I turn on my flashlight but as I bend down to look for the ball I hear snarling in the ditch. The guard hits the checkpoint.
I am scrolling around a map on a tablet trying to decide which country I want to visit but when I ask my daughter's opinion she is indecisive. As dreams often do, I am then somewhere else where I am standing in sandy soil where a broken embankment reveals a small hole about four fingers width that is occupied by a large tan spider. The spider uses four legs to hold the upper lip of the hole and shapes the rest of itself into a paddle to flick sand out of its sculpted entryway. It seems to me an interesting and unique technique to dig a hole. The guard hits the checkpoint. 3:14am when I look at the clock. Something popped in my elbow while doing my stretches. My elbow is really sore now but it doesn't feel like anything is in the joint anymore. I don't know if that is good or bad.
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