I went to put my boots on the other day and stopped just before I put my feet into them.
No reason, just a feeling.
I turned over the first boot and shook it. Nothing.
On the second, a spider dropped out, landing on the kitchen tiles. It considered me for a second before trying to make a scuttle for it.
I have a strange relationship with spiders so debated my next action for a heartbeat; it ended with my squishing the spider with the boot that had been its home.
I see spiders a lot out of the corner of my vision, where there are no spiders in this reality. I could do with both less real and emphemeral spiders. Admirable creatures.