Once, when I was little, I asked my mom for a cup of milk. She got a plastic cup from the cabinet and set it on the table in front of me. She got the jug of milk from the fridge and poured it into the cup. And a big black spider was swimming in it.
For a long, long time, I thought the spider had been living in the milk jug, and I was slightly afraid of finding more. Only when I was a bit older, and I thought back on it did I realize that the spider was probably living in the cup, stashed away in the cabinet, and that it was highly unlikely that I’d ever find a live spider swimming in a milk jug in the fridge.
I just remembered that today. That’s all.