Behind the left rear mirror of my car lives a little spider, which comes out every night and weaves her net between the door and the mirror. And every morning when I get into my car, I remove the net.
It is nothing personal from my side, and in secret, I even admire her persistency, but it has become some sort of ritual.
Maybe there is something I can learn from it: Get out every morning and weave your web…
Or probably I just have to start to wash my car properly.