My brain still didn’t want to believe my body could move in certain ways. Lifting up my leg to stretch was effortless, but when I saw it up on that bar, it didn’t feel like MY leg. Well, in some ways it technically wasn’t my leg. It hadn’t been my leg until just a few days ago. Perhaps I should say that it didn’t feel like that leg was attached to me, and since swapping into this woman’s body, well, that leg was definitely attached to me now.
I often wondered if these sorts of out-of-body experiences were common for everyone after the Great Shift, or if it was just me. Maybe it was swapping bodies with a woman that had put me in such a state of disbelief at what was clearly my reality. Maybe it was just the particularities of her specific body that made it so weird. Either way, it was so surreal and not getting any better.
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