Lying in bed, I imagine the small spider on the roof lowering itself onto my lips and crawling into my nose. Up, back, and down my throat it goes, till it reaches a spot it likes and threads a little web. Does web stick to esophagus? If I swallowed food now, would it penetrate the web? Or would I choke and gag while the little spider enjoyed my meal?

The knot in my chest burns again as I stretch my arm above my head. It’s skin cancer. No it isn’t. Yes, yes it is, why else would it still burn after a night’s rest? No, its a knot. Its a knot. Its a knot.