What’s the deal with mosquito bites? I never see them coming, and, they’re always discovered what I can only assume is several days later, as I notice myself absently whittling down my legs or arms with my fingernails. Is there any real need for this kind of surreptitious behaviour? I mean, I’ve given blood before, I’m willing to take one for the team, give one for the Gipper, etc. You want something? Just ask!
- Erica on wheels
- Erica on mortality creeping in
- Ingrid on begas raby begas
- me on the road medium traveled
- Bill W on the road medium traveled