I had the weirdest dream last night: I was an ELEVATOR!!!  And not just any kind of elevator, but one suffering from KINETOSIS (or motion sickness) and from ACROPHOBIA (fear of heights). I was an outdoor elevator too, sliding up and down on the side of a 50 story building. 

So in order to deal with my sickness and fear, both making me dizzy and on the verge of puking, I was trying to concentrate on the people inside, quietly listening to their conversations and watching them, praying that the next one in won’t push the ‘50′ button.

A young business man in a suit with a suitcase. As soon as he got in start picking his nose. Hiiihiii… thought nobody can see him.

A tall lady with two kids. Oh noo!! The little brats are pushing all my buttons! She raises her voice and yells at them. Good! That’s what you get for playing with my buttons!

10 people in this time. None of them talk or look at anybody. They’re all checking their phones.

Brad Pitt with no shirt on! What’s he doing?!? Start’s kissing me! Brad, stop! I’m an elevator! People will think you went crazy!

Now somebody called me and I’m moving up. I pass the 10th floor and I’m starting to get anxious. There’s nobody inside that I can concentrate on. I start moving faster and faster. I’m not looking down. I’m getting really dizzy. Now everything is spinning. The 20th floor…The 30th…My God! I suddenly come to a final stop at the 50th floor! I feel the wind blowing beneath my floor and above my ceiling. I’m holding my doors real tight. I slowly open my eyes and look around… Beautiful! I can see the whole city from here. Buildings, people, trees, mountains around, a view one does not often have. I stare for a while and don’t feel afraid anymore. I’m so close to the blue sky! I slowly start sliding down, until I hit the ground.