Every Day Page #5

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what was I wearing?

Peasant blouse, jean shorts.

What?

You know what

a peasant blouse is?

Half the time

I wake up as a girl.

Although, I will say,

I think that James

could totally pull it off.

I think...

Got the physique for it,

all that good stuff.

Okay.

What was the last thing

I said to you that day?

"Your mouth tastes

so much better

when you don't smoke."

And the name

you called Justin

to his face when

you were Nathan?

What? Oh, Galahad.

And when you were Amy,

who showed you around

after I did?

Alexander.

You still could be a liar.

Just a ridiculously

well-prepared liar.

Or I could be

telling you the truth.

Or I could be going insane.

Who are you?

Who are your parents?

Do they switch

bodies every day?

Hey, do you mind if we go

somewhere a little

more private?

Okay, maybe if you were

a petite cheerleader again.

But I'm not sure

you fully realize this.

You're a big,

threatening dude today,

so, absolutely not.

Right.

I get it.

I don't know

if I have parents.

Um...

I assume so,

but I have no one to ask.

So, every day of your life,

you've just woken up, and...

Just tried to live that day

for that person.

Not mess anything up for them,

make no mark, leave no trace.

And you're never

that person again?

No. I might see them

at school

a week or a month later.

If I'm in the same area.

So, like,

when you're somebody,

are you them or still you?

I'm me.

You know, my consciousness,

my memories.

But then I can also access

their history

and their memories.

But not all at once.

The longer I'm in

someone that day,

the more I know about them.

Who else have you told this?

I told you, no one else.

That sounds really lonely.

Can be.

And sad.

But it isn't

because I've seen so much.

I know what makes

each person different,

and what makes everyone

the same, you know?

I've seen the same

color blue

look 50 different ways with

50 different pairs of eyes.

But you never get to stay

with anything long enough

to watch it grow.

It's true.

But I'd like to, though.

If I show you something,

will you promise

to show no one else?

Check out my Instagram.

I've posted pictures

any days that I could.

Of people I've been,

and the things that I've seen.

Of course it's a risk.

I have to scrub

the login information

every night

before I go to bed

but it's good

to have a record.

This still doesn't

prove anything.

I mean, you could

just be getting these

from other people

or the Internet.

I could, but I'm not.

Wait, wait.

Can we please meet again?

I don't know. Yes, maybe.

Just let me process this

for a little while, okay?

Okay.

Bye, A.

Bye.

Did you need me?

No.

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