I went outside under a tree to have quiet-Bible-reading-journal-time. Today was beautiful, it cooled down a bit, and I wanted to sit outside an admire it all.
Instead, it got cut short because the mosquitoes love me and I couldn't stand it anymore.
However...I was still curious, even about the mosquitoes. I saw one land on my hand (I was laying on my stomach so my hand was close to my face and I could see it real well) and I almost wanted to see it bite me, see how it was done, to see if I could feel it/how long it would take before I felt it at all. Then I decided that I actually did NOT want another itchy spot so I didn't let it.
I'm strange.