The dream: I turn up post-transition to a high school reunion, make no comment, answer no questions, just nonchalantly confuse the fuck out of everyone.

My new figure purchase approves, from her place on the witchy bookshelf!

UPDATE - Me after she texted me back today:

Absolutely this!
(I've just recently become a woman's first woman she's dated since school)

Thanks for adding a little poetry to it!