sometimes i get pretty sad about the fact that i will never be gifted with teleportation.
times like when i am late to work and there are potholes on the freeway.
or when i am dying for something other than provo amidst the snow packed april weather.
or when a quick jaunt to campus becomes a two-hour escapade through various Y-lots and side streets.
or when i am desperate for a little diet coke and i am stuck at Caffeine Free University for 10 straight hours.
or when i don't get to see my nieces and nephews for months.
or when my legs are cramped and my butt is numb on a 12 hour car ride to the closest (warm) beach.
yeah. times like those.