UnreaD

The world is getting louder, hotter, faster and somehow more silent at the same time.

We talk about global warming like it’s a future problem, like it’s not already crawling into corners we don’t look at.

This spider isn’t a monster.

It’s just adapting.

As temperatures rise, habitats shrink, cities expand, and creatures like this don’t disappear they migrate. Into ceilings, into shadows, into our homes. Nature doesn’t ask for permission; it finds space where it’s forced to.

We panic when we see it.

But maybe it’s reacting the same way we are confused, displaced, surviving.

This isn’t about fear.

It’s about coexistence in a system we’ve destabilized and learned to ignore.

The quiet consequences always arrive first.

Unread messages don’t vanish.

They wait.