Improvement

Oh, my God, what’s happening here? Where am I? Who am I?

Boobs? Why do I have boobs and why do I feels so wasted?

Oh, my… Now I remember… I’m Jerry Douglas and… but why am I a woman?

This can’t be! I should be dead! I remember it; after all what happened: my divorce, getting cancer, and being stuck in a dead end administrative job for twenty years, I finally gave up and hang myself. Then I felt a light, I opened my eyes and I was this chick.

Oh, my God, could it be that my soul entered this body after a died? But wh… Oh, my… Could it be that she died for an alcohol overdose and…? There are three champagne empty bottles here and I feel as if I had drunk all that by myself.

I-I need to calm down. But first, lets find who I am suppose to be… after all, if this chick can wear this brand, I might have gotten and improvement in life.