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While I'm switching, for that week or so, everything feels gross and inside out and bass-ackward until I can settle into what I'm switching to. That "identify as airport" thing Dad said was icky, but it also hit the nail on the head. I hate being in between. It's like when a lousy radio DJ doesn't know how to fade one song into another. That few seconds when both songs are playing but the beats aren't blending and you're like, Oh my god, go back to DJ school. It makes no sense to me how anyone can hang out in between. Or be so comfortable with looking the opposite of how they feel that they're like, This is who I am.