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.