The Spider Dream

I experienced a particularly disturbing dream one night. I had been bicycling. It had gotten late. I decided to stop along the main street of a tiny town and wait for my brother, whom I left far behind. While waiting, curiosity got the best of me and I decided to investigate the dusty cellar of an old brownstone...an ancient shop long closed. Cobwebs, bugs, debris, and cloudy apothecary bottles were scattered about. I spied the dead spider up on the window ledge facing the street. I have no idea what possessed me to pick it up and eat it. I was pleasantly surprised to find the crunchy carcass tasted very much like Cheerios.