This virus has been freaky. It's been cruel. Making me think I'm better one hour, and pulling me back into its grip the next. Monday night I thought I was cured. I felt so good that I wanted to get up and do housework. I went outside and took pictures. What I found was freaky.

I found snails everywhere.

On my door.

On the ground.

You could not take a step without squishing one.

I also found this freaky, not-so-little spider eating a grasshopper.

At least, I think it's a grasshopper. Whatever it was, it's not anymore.

I think I'm really feeling better now. Really.

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