Whenever I see a spider crammed up in the corner of the ceiling, I imagine that it's having some sort of anxiety attack. Since I doubt you get much to eat by cramming yourself into the corner. They're thinking, "I'm not here I'm not here I'm not here no spider here not me please don't squish meeeeeee la la laaaaa.... nothing to see here no bug here please no squishing...."
That Thing in the Corner
Whenever I see a spider crammed up in the corner of the ceiling, I imagine that it's having some sort of anxiety attack. Since I doubt you get much to eat by cramming yourself into the corner. They're thinking, "I'm not here I'm not here I'm not here no spider here not me please don't squish meeeeeee la la laaaaa.... nothing to see here no bug here please no squishing...."
