…last night I dreamt that instead of spiders?
Like, lobsters that are lobster-sized, but act like spiders. So you’d come home and sitting on the wall up in the corner would be a lobster. Or the cat would be playing with something and you’d go to check it out and it’d be a lobster. Or you’d be innocently driving your car to the service garage and a lobster would run up your leg.
Subconscious, I don’t know what you’re trying to tell me, but whatever it is, it’s not cool.