i went up to the reception again.
the receptionist winked at Me. “did you enjoy yourself, sir?” i nodded. “you need a rooM, right sir?” i nodded again. he gave Me the key and pointed to the stairs, leading up to the second floor. i went up, found My rooM, entered it and threw Myself on the bed. relaxing with My hands behind My head, i looked through the circular window above Me. the rooM went round and round in My head. and the hotel: would it disappear if i closed My eyes? was this all a dreaM? probably. i grabbed the reMote control next to My pillow and turned on the stereo. swayzak - My favorite. “sir? rooM service, sir.” soMeone was knocking on the door. the Maid opened the door carefully. i liked her iMMediately. she brought a glass of fizzed blarry on a tray, and i watched her as she put the drink on the desk. i got up. “why don’t you tell Me when you’re off work tonight?” i Might have seen her later that night, or not - bottoM line is that you will never know, dear fellow lingonberries. i have already told you enough about Me. you only need to know that i was flying around this hotel, and that you should do that too!