There are days that I just want to end it all. When that does happen, it’s the little things that stop me on my tracks that brings clarity in this obscure mind that surfaces uninvited.
What stopped me this time was a spider.
Another small detail in my life. Another turning point.
Looking more into what I captured, the whole image is too close for comfort and I took it seriously.
Not just the spider,, but also, the piece of paper I used to catch it.
In a split of a second, as I moved the glass, no longer focus on the spider but started reading the paper, I understand partly the meaning to remain obscure.