I donated blood.
Yes. Yes I did. It was pretty cool. I even felt the weight loss afterward. But I can’t help thinking:
Around one pint of me is now outside my body. It will travel miles to a hospital were it’ll be saved to be poured into somebody else.
I wonder who it’ll be?
Maybe I’ve met them on the internet.
Imagine if my blood saved their life, and then we argued on the internet.
It’s mind bloggling. A part of me, will be inside somebody I’ll never meet or know.
They’ll sit thinking about who this person is while I flow through their veins.
It’s only a pint of blood, but still.
It’s a piece of me.
Then again, they could just send it to a lab and do experiments on it.That’d be cool to.