“Given the chance, what young girl wouldn’t happily exchange a plain face for a lovely one? What girl could refuse the opportunity to be beautiful? For want of a better estimate, let’s call it the year 2000. At any rate, imagine a time in the future when science has developed a means of giving everyone the face and body he dreams of. It may not happen tomorrow — but it happens now, in the Twilight Zone.”
-Rod Serling, “Number 12 Looks Just Like You”, The Twilight Zone (online here)
I love the Twighlight Zone. I think I’ve seen nearly every episode, multiple times. My family and I watch the marathon every year on New Year’s Eve and the following day….we always wait expectantly for “Willoughby”, it’s our favorite. Last year was different though, as this year will be because I’m in the truck. Last year instead of staying home with my family and snacking all night, watching the Twighlight Zone, and playing a night-long game of Monopoly, I got drunk with my sister and her boyfriend…it was fun for about four hours and after throwing up and passing out I woke up feeling sick as shit. No one else was up but I left and cried the entire way home, sad because I’d missed out on the last New Year’s Eve with my family (it’s my favorite holiday, I knew it would be the last one at home because I was already engaged), sad that I’d spent the gift card to Wal-mart my dad had gotten for me to buy things I needed on beer for my stupid sister and her stupid boyfriend to drink, sad that we hadn’t gotten to play Monopoly that last time….
I’m depressed tonight, I’m sorry.





