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If you’ve ever spent the night with me (not that it is a big group) you probably know that I absolutely love fans.  On my list of things that I love about life, fans are pretty high up there.  On a hot day I love coming inside and laying down on the floor right in front of a fan.  When I was younger I remember multiple occasions when I would sleep on the floor in my room all night just so I could sleep directly in front of my big box fan.  I’ve even considered recording the noise of a fan so I can take it with me on trips.

If I love fans so much, why don’t I marry them you ask.  Don’t think I haven’t thought about it (but fans don’t cook as well as Melissa).

I recently ran across this article about a South Korean superstition about sleeping with a fan on.  Apparently there is a belief that if you sleep all night with the fan on in a closed room, everyone in the room will die.  The superstition is so common that they have actually had to manufacture fans with timers built in.

I think I can officially remove South Korea from my list of places I could live one day.  Life just wouldn’t be the same if I couldn’t sleep with a fan.