It’s weird to go from your bed, waking up as the rising sun reaches your face, to the middle of the street as the sun sets. Well, it’s not weird for the Great Shift, as people switched bodies with those on the other side of the planet, and I was no exception. I woke up to a chilly morning in England, but then found myself somewhere in California, their warm day ending as mine just began. I only pondered the novelty of such a change as means to distract myself from the anarchy occurring in the nearby streets. I just want to find a safe place where I could check out what this fine new body of mine looks like in the buff.