Had another dream last night. I think my brain is going overdrive right now I am seriously struggling to differentiate dreams from reality.
So I was out on holiday (?) with friends but somehow got assigned a room to myself ๐ค. Very old hotel, reminds me of Capthorne Hotel in Merry Hill, which technically isn’t that old but just needing some renovation. I was given room 59 key and found there’s 59a, use the leo, and boom! It opens! To a really messy room ๐ Obviously the occupant(s) has gone out for the day so all was left we’re underwear thrown everywhere (on bed), bed was clearly not made, and important documents like passport and air ticket lying on the bed. The male occupant is named Stephen. The room is interlinked to an adjacent room, you know, with both doors wide open. I found out that’s my room, however it’s filled with suitcases from 59a, so basically there is no way I will stay in this room. I went to the front desk to complain, they were really nice and apologetic. Instead of giving me another room they asked me which room I would like, and somehow I automatically said Room 2, as if I know which one is good ๐ค so I went to room 2 on level 2, and lord and behold, it was a mini executive room ๐ How did I know to pick room 2 I’ve no idea ๐คท๐ปโโ๏ธ
I tried Etude house’s sleeping mask sunday night and it’s not bad at all! Consider it costs only $84 for 100ml, I ain’t going to complain ๐.
Oh and I noticed someone started following my daily stupid rant, and someone else had liked one of my article. Wow ๐ฎ someone actually reads my rubbish (or maybe they aren’t real people ๐ค). Anyhow, Hello and Welcome to my blog ๐