You know that moment you get on an elevator, you mind racing to the action you are taking once you get off, ie: like I was doing today and thinking about the cold walk to the recycle bin. You push the floor you are going but in a second you realise there is no movement happening. Then your heart lurches. Um, maybe it ends now, here. Dramatic..yes. But you have to admit this has happened at least once. "Is this thing going to plunge to my early demise"? What feels like minutes goes by and it jerks and starts moving slowly down towards your floor.
This is getting called "getting slapped into the now" Any moment could be your last. Even though my current situation sucks, atleast I am not at the bottom of that shaft. It feels wrong to use that wood by the way.
Urgh, I hate elevators and elevator dreams but I loved this elevator picture...though I am still trying to decide what it evens means....
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