Dreaming
of
Riding
an
Elevator Last
night,
I
had
a
dream
where
I
found
myself
in
an
elevator.
It
was
a
spacious
and
very
modern-looking
elevator,
with
shiny
silver
walls
and
a
glass
door
that
closed
silently.
I
punched
the
button
for
the
top
floor,
eager
to
get
where
I
was
going. As
the
elevator
ascended,
I
couldn't
help
but
feel
a
little
anxious.
It
was
eerily
quiet,
and
I
couldn't
shake
the
feeling
that
something
wasn't
quite
right.
My
heart
was
pounding
in
my
chest,
and
I
could
feel
beads
of
sweat
forming
on
my
forehead. Suddenly,
the
elevator
jolted
to
a
stop,
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the
lights
flickered
out.
I
was
plunged
into
darkness,
and
panic
set
in.
I
fumbled
around
in
my
pocket
for
my
phone,
but
it
was
dead.
I
was
trapped,
alone
in
the
pitch-black
lift. Minutes
felt
like
hours
as
I
waited
for
something
to
happen.
Finally,
with
a
grinding
noise,
the
elevator
lurched
back
into
motion.
It
felt
like
it
was
going
down,
but
I
couldn't
be
sure.
The
whole
world
seemed
turned
upside
down. Eventually,
the
elevator
came
to
a
stop,
and
the
doors
slid
open
to
reveal
a
familiar
scene.
I
was
back
in
my
own
apartment
building,
standing
in
front
of
my
front
door.
I
breathed
a
sigh
of
relief
and
stepped
out
of
the
elevator. While
riding
an
elevator
may
seem
mundane,
the
dream
was
a
reminder
to
me
of
the
many
factors
that
can
impact
our
sense
of
security
and
control.
Even
in
our
most
mundane
moments,
it's
important
to
stay
mindful
of
our
surroundings
and
to
be
prepared
for
the
unexpected.