I couldn’t believe crowds were already starting to gather in Times Square. It was December 30. New Year’s Eve was still a day away, but there they were. As a typical New York guy, I can tell you that any time someone gets in your way, it’s annoying -- and tourists blocking your path for some event is especially annoying. I wished I was here at literally any other time.
I didn’t expect my wish to be instantly granted.
I also didn’t expect it to grant it in a way that put me in the exact same place two weeks later and inside someone else’s body. I stopped dead in my tracks, taking in the fact that I was now a woman on top of everything. My mind was racing, and I felt frozen forever, but I knew it was only a split second when I heard a guy behind me yell, “Keep moving, will ya!?” Then I heard him mumble something about, “Goddamn tourists.”
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