the temptation to just rub them all off was nearly more than i could bear.
when i woke up, i still had seven attached.
it took me several minutes laying there in the dark to get up the guts to rub my leg, afraid that maybe there really were snails and maybe they really would just burrow deeper if i tried to rub them off. those little scales, knots, growths, attached to my leg like they were part of me.
so, joseph, can i get a little interpretation?
Lol did you have a charlie horse while you were sleeping or what?
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