I die in my dreams

I died again last night in my dream. This time I plummeted to my death in the elevator at work. The interesting thing about this is that in the elevator with me were my two bosses. These are pretty high profile types that I happen to look up to quite a bit. In our final moments, after quick thoughts about my family and what a bummer it was that I was going to die at work, I looked over and observed my bosses. I remember being fascinated with being able to see them in a state of shear terror, screaming for thier lives. These two people who are normally in a position of power and control, and who always held a poised and confident demenor were going to die scared shitless just like me.


Things that make you go hmmm...