The match

"And even tonight, the same desire..."

 
A year ago I was a normal boy who had fun with his friends. 

As we walked out of a club, I saw an old, scruffy lady stumble and

fall.

I immediately helped her, unlike my friends, and asked if she was

okay.

She smiled and handed me a match, saying, "You are a good boy,

you deserve a reward. Turn off this match by making a wish, and 

you will find that some matches can be very special."

Back to my friends, I told them what she had said to me, and as a

joke I decided to use the match.

Thinking about how bad my last relationship had gone, blowing I

wished to better understand women.

We had a laugh that evening, but the next morning I woke up in this

new body: the wish had a very unexpected consequence!

I searched everywhere for that old lady, but never found her.

Over time I got used to this new life, and despite the many difficulties,

I can no longer say "I'm miserable".

But I still continue to perform a particular ritual every evening, in the

hope of returning who I was: I extinguish a match, hoping to blow on

another of the "special" ones