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Wednesday, July 27, 2005

elevator impulses

Every morning i ride the elevator from the first to second floor, even though I know I should take the stairs. If people walk in the front doors shortly after me, I hurry, hoping to take the elevator trip up alone. I think its awkard sharing that confined space with a stranger. What if the lift was to malfunction and we were to get stuck?

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