Friday, December 18, 2015
Like a Dream
After the experiment, James woke up more than a little disoriented. He knew who he really was, or who he was supposed to really be. After all, he still had all his own memories. But he also had all the memories of Rachel, the woman whose body he was now in. He remembered her first kiss, her marriage and divorce, and even going to bed last night as her. That meant his own memories felt a little bit like a forty year long dream, pushed to the side of the thoughts, being overwhelmed by the evidence of looking down and seeing Rachel’s body, that told his mind those were the correct memories. He had the continue to tell himself that he was really James, that all those thoughts had happened. After all, he had a mission to accomplish.
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