Various meanderings with a rhyme in there somewhere.
Sunday, November 23, 2014
I got an email today saying my pint of blood, which I donated on Veteran's Day, had headed off to the hospital.
What was my blood doing in the mean time? Getting tested, and just chilling, I suppose.
They never emailed me about this before. I found I liked it. I wonder if they're going to tell me when someone gets it? Probably not.
What would it be like to know
exactly where my blood would go
and in whose veins it now might flow?