Dance In The Elevator!
- Max

- Apr 17, 2024
- 2 min read
When I was first making my room selection for this year, I wasn’t quite sure how the number and letter system would work. I didn’t do my research at all. I knew that a certain number of floors were all apartments and then some were all traditional dorms. I didn’t know where they were and I didn’t care. I was dead set on having one of the apartments. When I got my low selection number, I jumped at the opportunity to take it. I ended up picking room 15D. I originally thought it was the fifteenth room on the fourth floor. Don’t ask me how I’m that stupid. I still feel dumb writing all of this right now. When I finally figured it out that we were on the top floor, I was happy and pissed at the same time. Everyone was saying how lucky we were, but I was upset about the elevator ride. Having to go all the way down and all the way up everytime I wanted to leave sounded miserable. Having to stop on almost every floor in the morning on the way to class sounded miserable. I wanted no part of that. I asked my roommate if he’d trade twenty-four hours straight in the elevator and to just teleport for the rest of the year. We both answered “hell yes!”. Over the course of the semester, my feelings toward the floating metal box began to change. I started finding it to be one of the most peaceful times of the day. Usually I go in with a couple people, they get off and I have a few floors to go by myself. Those last few floors are my favorite parts of my day. I turn my music up in my headphones and I just dance. I dance like I do not care. Nobody will see me, so I go all out. If you’ve ever seen me dance, you know it isn’t really dancing. It is just a shaking of long limbs in a very unorthodox way. I don’t care. It makes me happy. It lasts for less than a minute, unless I start in the lobby and go straight up. Finding the small things like this is one of my favorite things about life. I know my elevator ride will be shorter next year, but hopefully I can still have my dance floor time. A short post today, but I wanted to document this to remind myself in the future. Happy Wednesday everyone!



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