Deterioration

[Sherriann]

May 28/29, 2014
Deterioration
I find myself in the same old hotel I visit in my dreams every once in a while. This time, I take the stairs instead of the old gated elevator to my usual room on the second floor but this time, an uncountable number of strangers (one man who reminds me of Aron in the TV seriesRevolution)are taking the stairs with me and as it turns out, heading down the hallway for the same room # 4 in the far corner of the box like building. Seriously, we've all been booked into the same room? The hallway has always been dark and dingy - paneled walls and rusty yellow carpet. I notice that since the last time I visited, most of the room doors have been boarded over. Just as we reached the door I commented, "I don't think the bed will hold ten people." The lock has also been changed on my door. Now it's a tall narrow silver box with three or four different types of locking devices. I have so many keys that I can't find the right one for any of the locks until a blond lady helps me out. I woke up just as I was putting a key in a lock.