down, down, down forever.
with usual dream-logic, i decided to pick up the phone in the elevator and call for help. at the time, however, the elevator was going down to the first floor, and once the floor hit about -10, there was the clear sound of the “phone line” snapping off because clearly we’d gone down too far.
these dreams come in waves and they came more often the more stressed out i was. however, i don’t feel stressed out at all recently, and so i really can’t explain why i’d have one of these dreams. nowadays, i find them more amusing than anything else. they are better than the tiring 