So I went to the Senate Building in UNILAG and I was heading to the 7th floor (or maybe the 11th, I honestly canāt remember š). I entered the elevator and, for no reason, my brain decided to start a whole movie in my head.
I began imagining that the elevator would suddenly stop working and get stuck. In my head, I had already planned the full scene ā me panicking, pressing all the buttons, searching for network, rehearsing my āhelp meā speech, everything. It was so detailed, like I was already acting in a film.
Meanwhile, the elevator was just moving peacefully š
Thankfully, my imagination did not come to pass. I reached my floor safely and came out in one piece. But honestly, the way my brain created that entire drama needs an award š¬š.
