I sat on the end of my bed, eating the most delicious pepperoni pizza I'd ever had. Pizza hut was no match. I flipped through channels trying to find something other than old school sitcoms or crime dramas.
This was the first night since I'd left home that Sam and I didn't speak on the phone. She'd had some kind of date with some guy I'd never heard of, and I- well I had a date with my bed.
My eyes were caught by a brightly colored bracelet on my dresser. I walked over and picked it up to read my name on it. I remember when Sam and I had made these friendship bracelets for each other when we were in high school. I wondered if she still wore hers from time to time. I wondered if she'd one day move on and find somebody to replace me.
"Under certain conditions, a virus can connect to germ cells and transmit itself as the cellular gene of a complex species; moreover, it can take flight, move into the cells of an entirely different species, but not without bringing with it "genetic information" from the first host." -Deleuze and Guattari
It was pathetic to worry like that. I was supposed to be embarking on some big journey but I guess things didn't turn out exactly the way I'd expected.
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