sometimes I zone out during rehearsal and think about things like this instead
A dream I had earlier in the week is still bugging me at this point. It was set up like a horror movie, with a possessed elevator that, I don't know, ate people or something whenever they rode it. Problem was, everyone *knew* the elevator was possessed, they just kept needing to go places and thus were tricked into using the elevator.
Have I mentioned that the evil elevator was next to a flight of stairs? Perfectly normal stairs? WHY DID NO ONE TAKE THE STAIRS?!
Dream logic is stupid.