Crossed Lines

They say the soul cannot be touched - enfolded in the body like breath in air, like shadow in light. But what happens once that tether comes undone?

It wasn't lightning or magic or science that did it. Just a moment. A blink. One moment I was me...and the next, I was not.

I looked in the mirror and saw eyes that weren't mine, a voice that didn't belong to me. But I was in there-somehow, somewhere-trying to make sense of a world that no longer recognized me.

The rules of life had shattered. Identity became a question, and existence itself felt like a borrowed page from someone else's story.

This is more than mere bodies traded, or lives crossed. It's about what it means to be, when all that you've ever known becomes foreign.

And it all started the night when everything changed.

Officially published: 7/14/2025
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