elevators

One of my great joys in the morning — besides my stronger-than-is-normal-or-even-healthy espresso — is how often an elevator is waiting for me when I get to work. Most days, I don’t even have to push the “up” button. One of the doors of the prescient elevators opens — “Bing” — as I walk up. No one is ever in it, it’s just there for me. It inevitably makes me smile.

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