Lucky

I sat on the runway of the airport in northern Alaska. I could feel the cold air blow on my bare legs. I realized how happy I was to be alive, as the odds really weren’t in my favor.

The Great Shift had swapped me into this woman’s body -- a pop star riding in a private jet. We were fortunate the pilot didn’t swap with anyone. When word came down to land, he was able to do so without incident. Many other planes, particular small, private ones, weren’t so lucky.

It would’ve been very possible for my time inside this body to be quite sure if things hadn’t lined up just right. But now I’m preparing for a new life thrust into the body of a celebrity. But for now? Well, for now, we’re stranded at this remote airport in the Arctic.