I hate mosquitoes

I don’t know what bit me two weeks ago when I met up with LeeSH at Istana Park for a drink. Some ‘thing’ bit the meat on my legs and what followed were days of scratching and scarring.
Whatever was our dear lord thinking when he allowed mosquitoes, cockroaches and ants to come into existence? I see no other reason but one – to torture us human beings.

Now I can’t wear skirts until my scars subside