Sunday, February 26, 2017
I had finished shelving a cart of books. So I wheeled my empty cart to the elevator and got in. My mind was racing, thinking of some blog post, or possibly re-working my upcoming liqueur budget with such a feverish intensity that it was a long while before I realized that I was just standing in an elevator, with the door closed, going absolutely nowhere.
"Hmph." I thought. And then I started to reach towards the buttons, and then I stopped.
And then I stood there some more.