Really. Seem normal to me but I have years and years of these written down so thought I'd share and see what the response is.
Week of Feb 23-28.
1] I'm in an open pavillion in the lobby of a large, multi-floor Hotel. Something like one might see in Vegas with lots of lights, shops and such. There is a band playing-young group, three guys and two girls, sort of the genre of "Shinedown'. I live at the motel-two of those connectig rooms make up mine and FL's 'apartment'. She is working for the museum that is now part of the hotel.
The band finnishes their gig and I approach and overhear them debating what to do-they are supposed to play again in a few hours, no money on hand and their place is a good hour away by car.
I invite them to come hang out with myself and Fl until their next set is to be played. We get in an elevator. It is one of those cage types so you can see out all around you as you go up or down. As it goes up it shakes and drops with a lurch then continues to my floor. I get them to our apartment then decide I need to go let FL know we have company.
I go back to the elevators and get on a different one. As it starts down it lurches but not just down but side to side and does a half-roll forwards and back then drops, rolls and comes to a stop. I force the gate open and it is 3/4 of the way between floors with the major portion lower than the floor above. It has also rotated in the shaft and I am looking at less than a foot of space between the elevator frame/carrier and the wall at the back. I determine that getting off and climbing around is a better option than a multi-story fall inside a coffin.
I climb out onto the ledge ad chest hug the wall as I hear the elevator brakes let loose-I'm praying nothing catches my clothes if it dsrops. I begin inching my way to my right and indeed the elevator drops behind me taking those inside to wherever the final stop is.
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