Last night I dreamnt I was waiting for an elevator with my daughter and a man I was apparently dating. He looked like Harrison Ford...hmm
Well, the elevator seemed to be malfunctioning and in was going to look for the stairs. Suddenly it chimed like they do when they arrive and the doors opened. "Harrison" was excited not to do stairs and I looked into the elevator and all it was was the shaft. The car was missing. Harrison was intrigued and went to look and promptly fell over the edge to his death.
It scared the bejesus out of me and luckily I can wake myself from dreams so they don't go on and on....
Poor Harrison
