Check mate.
When I was 15, we lived on a flat at 6th floor of the building. One night I dreamt that I was about to put out trash and entered the elevator. It went to the non existent in real life pent house level. I’ve grown, with a suit and without the trash bag. This view is 80% accurate except it had the old world furnishings and such. Viewing the rooftop and feeling like I owned the building had me breathless.
Best dream ever.
(Source: villenoire)