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You are reading the life, times, and general musings of Jenna Tollerson. I am a web developer and consultant living in downtown Athens, Georgia, USA. [read more]
Last night I dreamt that they had installed these teleporters all over campus. You stood under it and it zapped you where you needed to go. But it wasn't free. They deducted money from you UGA card for every trip. I was looking at a map of all the locations of teleporters (many of which I don't think actually exist at UGA) and was very frustrated because none of them seemed to be near my building or my classes or even downtown.
Nevertheless, I decided to try it out. I punched in a code, stood under the teleporter (which, by the way, looks like the top of a shroom, especially when someone is standing under it, except more metallic) and was promptly—
zapped out into space. Where I died. Why do I always die in my dreams?
My roommate says that psychologists claim that if you die in your dreams that you die in real life, and that I'm some sort walking case study.
I don't know how true that is but it's an interesting thought.
You are reading the life, times, and general musings of Jenna Tollerson. I am a web developer and consultant living in downtown Athens, Georgia, USA. [read more]
