I carefully pulled the plastic container from my pocket as I drove away. It was warm, which was always weird. I set it gently on the passenger seat, turning my attention to the road. I tapped along with the radio for a few minutes, until I pulled up to my apartment complex and had to fumble for my transponder.

I pulled in to a vacant spot and hopped out, grabbing the container on my way. I checked my pockets quickly, everything was there, and bumped the door shut. The night wasn’t fading yet, so I had plenty of time for a walk to the park after leaving my stuff at my apartment.

My place is on the ground floor, easy access. I shoved the front door open and waited for the noise of my cat, Bells. I flicked on the light. It was way dim in here, the lightbulb needed changing. I sighed, moving toward the kitchen. I grabbed a glass of water, then reached for my eyedropper in my pocket. I popped the translucent blue lid off the container, one drop.

One drop of blood in one glass of water. Keeps me sane.

Mostly.