Ever since the swap, I had been mesmerized by my own reflection. Clara was so upset when we swapped bodies. She thought it was my fault; she refused to talk to me or share her clothes. I had to borrow from friends and just make due.
But sine that time, I’ve realized that was like a blessing in disguise. Her body was like a blank canvas for me now. I wasn’t going to be following her style and wearing her clothes; I would forging a path on my own and making my own decisions.
I was starting at journey at the mall today. I had tried on a few things but hadn’t bought anything yet. I realized it would also be an expensive journey, and borrowing from friends would likely still fill the gaps. But still, the most wonderful thing -- and the most magical thing -- was just taking the moments to truly appreciate who I was now.
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