Spiders used to be a big fear of mine. I've pretty much gotten over the fear. Although, if they suddenly catch me by surprise, they still cause me to jump like a cat that's been ambushed by a stealthily placed cucumber.
Two different dreams. One was like some sort of Quentin Tarantino film that I was living through. The other was the classic dream of my teeth falling out. Always a relief waking up to discover that my teeth are fine. Really hope for a better dream or two tonight.