I was awestruck as I placed my hands on my face. The skin was as soft as a newborn’s, filled with a comforting warmth that went from my head to my fingers. Smooth and silky hair was flowing through my hands, hands smaller and dainty than those I’ve had for years, with nails painted red. I was a man right before this, but now here I was, incredibly far from my home, in a body of a woman who I have not so much as looked at, but already fallen for her. I do not know what sort of vision or hallucination this may be, but I needed to know who this woman was. It was then that I heard the news of the Great Shift, and received my answer. From now on, this woman was me.