Wednesday, July 18, 2007

I am walking down a hallway with Kiani and we have somewhere important to be. The hallway is long, gray, and plain; there are many sets of double doors, each indistinguishable in any way from the last. We start talking about something and things get heated as the conversation turns to our involvement with each other. Sensing urgency, I begin to walk slightly behind her as we talk, grabbing her shoulder as we come up to each door and teleporting us past it and into the next section of hallway, always with another identical door at the end. Apparently, I can teleport ala Nightcrawler (my favorite superhero). She is so worked up over our topic of discussion that she fails to notice the teleportation. Eventually, she stops, turns around, and demands that I “stop grabbing her shoulder and making that weird noise.” At that point, I grab both of her shoulders and teleport outside, where there is a blue sky and lots of short, green grass. I tell her that I will just go on alone if she doesn’t want to come, and BAMF I’m gone.
That’s all I got.

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