It becomes to the narrow room.I stand lonely at the narrow room.It's narrow slowly and become to a coffin.Then I wake up.That dream makes me fear a place which is narrow.When I was young.I couldn't take the lift.If I had to take the lift.I would embrace my father and my mother.But now I'm not a child.I can't take the elevator with my parents every time and I can't hug other people who is stranger.