My mom is on the phone with her friend, talking about my blood poisoning. It's minor. I've been telling people it's the T-Virus mutating inside of me. My uncle looked at it tonight, and said we have to start treating it, cause if it reaches my heart, I'll be dead. Doesn't explain why the line would be moving so slow though. I mean, a drop of blood can flow through you're entire system in a minute, so why would the mark on my arm take days to get longer? My mom marked an arrow in permanent marker where the line is now, so we can check it in the morning. [Is that even a good idea? Then again, formaldehyde is not only used in embalming, but in permanent markers (and decaf coffee...)]

Interesting to think about. I mean, we're all dying, but I could be closer. I could see myself dying, by tracing a red line up my arm.

I don't know, I guess I'm not too concerned. I feel alive. And when I die, I'd like to go out with a (painless, please) bang.

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