A friend of mine and I were talking about a neat apartment in NYC that a friend of hers had remodeled from an old warehouse shell. As she was describing it, she mentioned that it had two or three spiral staircases to maneuver between floors.

I shuddered, and recalled that in almost every bad dream that I have ever had, I'm stuck somewhere or trapped and can't escape fast enough because there's at least one spiral staircase that I just can't quite seem to navigate fast enough.