I can travel anywhere I want, through the power of thought.
I’ve gone around the world, and out in space. I’ve visited the deepest oceans, and the tallest summits. I’ve been inside the Sun.
But right now, I’m in Ottawa.
Sometimes, my mind takes me where I’d rather not go.
Computers pre-programmed to slingshot around the Sun to reach relativistic speeds, his journey seems to take only months, while decades elapse on Earth. His destination: the closest Earth-like extra-solar planet. After five subjective months, his ship wakes him.
Destination reached! It looks like…
Earth?
Buggy software leads to pointless round-trip.