When I woke up this morning, I was a fairy. Feelers had sprouted, wings were unfurled, and I could suddenly flit. Especially around waterfalls. Waterfall flitting is in fact a highly satisfying occupation.
How about you? What's your story of instantaneous transformation? What's that emerging from the top of your head, and what are those things on your feet?
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