
Then we get out on our different floors (some higher, some lower) and carry on with our lives, thankful we no longer have to deal with our own inhumanity.
I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for. You were meant to read these words.
3 comments:
wow, so true. I never thought of elevators that way.
I never thought of lifts that way either... it makes you think, doesn't it...
I have always enjoy the lift ride we had & missed it.
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