Bad Trip

It wasn’t uncommon for Nick to go to a warehouse party and not leave until the sun came up the next morning. Getting down to the electronic music and doing plenty of drugs just made the time slip by. But it was on one of these morning, he was starting to think he was having a bad trip. It was as if he wasn’t at the warehouse at all. It felt like he was instead on a quiet deck outside a house, sipping on some sort of green juice. Even stranger, he was hallucinating that his body was some sort of young suburban mom or something. But the odd thing was that he no longer felt high, nor could he hear or feel the music. It would take him a while to realize that this wasn’t a trip at all; he had actually swapped bodies with a suburban mom because of The Great Shift.