I should be thankful that I've kept my own body when many others have switched with others, sometimes with people they don't even know. I am, to some degree, to be spared of the strangeness and inconvenience, but...no one else has to deal with a sickly body like mine. If only for a few days, I wish I did switch bodies with someone else so I could feel what it's like to move freely without any pain. It's been much better recently, but every so often a dull ache will overcome my body and stay for extended periods of time. I've lived as freely as I've pleased despite the conditions, but a deep-seated part of me can't help but envy the others' health. Maybe it's not too late for it to happen, and I'll wake up as someone else tomorrow.
But that would mean someone else would wake up as me, with my body and the thing latched to its back. I shouldn't wish that on anyone else.
I shouldn't be so selfish.