Call me weird, call me vain, call me whatever the heck you want to for this picture. I don't care! Every Tuesday and Thursday I ride up 6 floors in the elevator in Dwinelle. From A to G. And each time I look up to see a reflection of myself. For some reason elevators that have mirrors on the ceilings just plain fascinate me. I think they're wonderful! So I finally decided to document my wonder with my trusty canon powershot. Oh, how I wish all elevators had mirrors on their ceilings. They're just so darn neat. On days like today, I am reminded that my life is fabulous!