My window was open today.. Its been cooling off lately, so a good breeze was great! The window is without a screen, as I havent popped it back in yet.. Anyhow, I decide to come back to my bedroom and a mosquito flies around… Landing on my mirror. On one side I was feeling like I should have mercy and another part of me wanted to whack him.. So.. I had hit him. Not too hard apparently, since he fell down and got in between the sliding panels.. I rolled it back and he was still alive. I left to go back to my bed. He then sprang up, flying, landing on the bed. I grabbed a cup, caught him–but the cd case that was underneath, caught his leg.. and he was MAD! Nevertheless, I opened the window and let him out to fly.

I felt bad bout even hitting, but at the same time, better that I let him out. I thought to myself, wait.. What if that bug had something? O no! Or.. What if, the bug and his crushed leg decided to submit to God? Tired of biting folks and being nassy. Hmm.. Just a thought.