For weeks I noticed them.
A daddy long legs in the corner of the shower. Near the floor. Barely moving.
Each time I wondered if they were stuck.
Instinct said yes. But something held me back.
Today I reached down.
They hesitated too. Legs half-lifted. Unsure.
We stayed like that for a moment.
Two creatures afraid of the same thing.
Then they climbed on.
I lifted them to the wall. They rested. Then climbed to the ceiling and away.
The whole thing took seconds.
Weeks of watching. One small reach.
I don't know what I was afraid of.
But I think they were afraid of it too.
