It’s so red. My blood that is. The blood that has come pouring from my nose twice today.
I blame Valentine’s Day for taking its revenge on me after mocking it the other day. These mocking come with a price, I guess.
My blood is pretty much neon red. I think that’s a good sign. Nice and rich.
The first bleeding was in the steam room, which strangely enough was supposed to be bringing some moisture to my nasal passages in hopes of avoiding the bloody bleeding. It was awesome because I was covered in moisture and didn’t notice the bloody bleeding until it was dripping onto my chest. Good thing it’s too steamy in the steam room for people to notice.
The second bleeding came after dinner. I noticed that right away. I got over the sink I the bathroom and there I noticed the vibrant color of my blood drops. I thought, how beautiful.
It was then I decided to say screw you Valentine’s Day. I will make beautiful art with my beautiful blood.
So I let the drops fall and directed them here and there and created a wonderful splatter art creation. Jackson Pollack would be proud.
I turned the tables on Valentine’s revenge. I would teach it what love was all about.