Point of View

When I hosted that dinner party, I didn't know everyone would die. I didn't know I would die.

The idea popped in my head earlier this week over breakfast. As silence entrapped me I felt like I needed a change, a reinvention of myself. A new beginning - that’s the phrase I coined for it. For my sake, I felt like this needed to be celebrated. Over the past few years, I made so much headway isolating myself. My friend count is down to zero if I think about it. I don't really leave my house much, only for remedial things. Groceries, takeout, an occasional trip to Dunkin. When I had the idea of this new beginning, I knew it had to be done differently. I couldn't just wake up and think Alright, I’m a new person. No, I had to mark this and there had to be witnesses. That's when I started to plan. Again, never did I think anyone would die.