Oh, I see.
Our Florida flies are dormant now but they swarm in groups of hundreds in late evenings in Summer.
My roommate knocked out all three of his bedroom window screens last summer for reasons I can't understand. They were rotted. He was going to replace them?
Anyway, the mosquitoes (yes, ours draw blood) would swarm into the house every day.
I would have 25 or 50 in my room biting me all evening and all night long.
My skin especially around my shoulders, the back of my neck, my chest, my lower arms, my lower legs and my feet had so many bites my skin itched so badly it felt it was on fire, and as badly as it felt, there was never any time to heal, because it kept happening, as I said.
I can laugh about it now. Well, not really laugh, but though I have a graphic memory of it, I have no memory of it actually happening, meaning how it felt physically nor the stress that was involved.
The memory can be kind, forgetting the actual trauma of this kind of thing.
I've lived in remote places. I don't want to do it again.
