Dana

A few days later John was enjoying some time relaxing in his kitchen. Sara had left for the day and work had finally slowed to the point that he could take some time off for himself. While enjoying his morning coffee, there was a loud "WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!" on the door, almost as if someone was trying to break in.

Opening the front door, John was shocked to see his Sara's best friend, Dana, angerly banging on the door. "YOU HAVE SOME NERVE TREATING MY FRIEND LIKE THAT!" she exclaimed. Before he could respond, she interjected, "You work God knows how many hours in the last month and the one day she has to work you decide to take some 'You Time'. That takes some balls, what a Jerk."

"Dana, it's not like that. I didn't mean anything by it. This is the only time I could get away, I swear!" he replied in vain.

She put her hands on John's shoulders, "Save it! You don't have any idea what you're doing to your family, do you? You're such an idiot! I knew Sara should never have bothered with you!"

Angered by the ambush on an otherwise relaxing morning John remembered the note, "No, Dana, my life has been Hell for months. My job is a mess, my wife hates me, I hate myself and now apparently you hate me too! You may not think I know what I'm doing, but I certainly do." At that moment, with her hands still firmly grasping his shoulders, he calmly stated, "I wish you would take a walk in my shoes." And with that, he was looking back at his body, which was clearly flabbergasted by the events that just took place.

Dana, in his body, just stood there mouth agape. John, from his conquered form, shouted "Enjoy being me! I'll certainly enjoy a vacation. If you're lucky, I'll return this someday!" Before she could respond, he turned and high tailed it to her car, peeling out and off into the distance.

A few miles later, John decided he was far enough away and pulled over. Satisfied, he took a moment to look in the mirror. Looking back at him, was Dana's smiling face:

John had always been attracted to Dana and often wondered if she would be his bride had his life gone differently. She had gorgeous shoulder length brown hair, currently highlighted with a light blonde tinge, a flawless smile and the most beautiful green eyes he had ever seen. Even her dermal piercing - which he normally dismissed as childish - felt amazing and he could feel his confidence rising from the look it gave him. "My God, Dana, you really are perfect... I'm perfect" John cheerfully said to himself.

Having taken a moment to reflect, he slowly pulled back on the road. "This is my life... let's live it" he thought as he pulled away.