Hotel room

cherryred

I had a big long dream last night, this is the most memorable part.

I was walking in a hotel corridor, i had booked a dance lesson(i think Ive been watching too much Stricly come Dancing) and it was to take place in a hotel room which belonged to me or at least I was renting it long term, I hadn't been there for AGES, never used it and couldn't remember what it looked like. the first room door I tried opened and I went in, I was there a few moments and I realised there was an old lady in the corner, she looked a bit startled, I said I was sorry and left, it was not my room.

I walked down the corridor a bit more, I recognise part of the corridor and found my room. Inside on a table was a badly scratched mobile phone, the same one as I have now, i thought " Oh i must have left it here last time, and then bought a new one" i think there was a handbag as well with some bits and bobs in it. I noticed that the room was much too small for a dance lesson. The bed took up most of the room. I felt guilty I hadn't been here in ages cos my mum was paying the rent for it.

I looked around and realised there was a girl in the room, she was a cleaning lady, she thought the room was abadoned so she would come her on her breaks. She said sorry, I said that's okay and she left.

My dad was outside in the garden wandering around, he was on his phone at first I thought he was talking to me, but I realised that the person who was talking to me on my phone was not in sync with my dad's lip movements.

ideas?