My Dream

Yesterday I was rudely awakened by the pain that was in my abdominal area... I think. But that's not the point. I had a nice dream. (What I could remember of it was nice anyway.)

My Dream:
I (or this girl, but for the sake of continuity let's just say 'I') was in this tower-like office building kind of structure. It was a cylinder, and I would go there everyday. Every day, there would be a guy at around level 35, who's lonely, who would look down just as I look up, and I would wave to him and give him a friendly smile.

At first he thought it was strange, but he slowly warmed up and smiled right back at me. It was nice. End of Dream.

Hmm I feel like expanding this into a story... I think I will. Maybe. Probably.