I was relaxing, minding my own business, when I felt something crawling up the back of my neck. Wasp, I thought, or maybe a spider, and I smacked myself on the neck before it could bite.
It turned out that the label on the sweatshirt I was wearing had flipped up and was brushing against my neck.
I laughed at myself, felt a little foolish, and at the same time relieved that the culprit hadn't been something that might actually bite or sting.
That should have been the end of it, but hours later I still feel something there, and it's giving me a full blown case of the creeps.
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