Ryan and I were making our usual trip to the mailbox today before heading out to Publix when I went to open the downstairs down and saw something move very quickly on the mat in from of me. It didn't take long for my big mouth to process this before my brain and I found myself screaming at it and shutting the door fast. It kinda sat there and looked at me for a minute, then slowly began to slither toward the door of whoever lives in the condo right there. It was brown with a pointy head and stripes, and maybe all of 6 inches, but nonetheless I decided the mail could wait and we went on to Publix. The whole time Ryan kept saying "Snake! Snake? Snake!"
To think that we go barefoot to get the mail very frequently is a little unnerving...it is tile, but the mats are so dark that he did blend in....I did interpret this occurrence as follows:
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