there's something each of us need. for some people, it's different from others. some people need a good song, others a good movie, some other people need a time to take photographs... but no one is the same. feeling left out in the world, by being around all these people who have such different tastes... i am all alone. i would so much love to start a band! but who is there to play with me? no one like good music anymore, so why would they play with someone of my music preference? what have we all come to?

she had only said "we are going to florida" i imagined the tiny humid hotel rooms, hot sun, and ugly view to the highway that we would usually get on these 'work travels' we got there at 1, and a roaring sound came from the outside, made me wonder... we arrived, to an unusual hotel. it had 15 stories, a large fountain, and there was a young lady waiting for us there. "welcome" she said in a quite happy tone for being 1 AM. "we will take your luggage, and this is valet parking, so no need to worry about your car" this was amazing, i had never seen such service ANYWHERE i had ever been... mum registered, while i waited at the side. i observed the expensive light fixtures, the smiling, well dressed employees, and the wealthy guests. i pressed '5' in the elevator, and up it went at a pleasant speed. as it opened, and all i saw, i was happy with. turning right, two doors down was our room 255 the card slid in smoothly, and the door opened elegantly. walking in through the darkness of night, it was still not hard to realize, that there was an endless sea view through our room window. "first things first," i thought, and headed directly to the bathroom, expecting a small, humid, claustrophobic, colorless, & cold bathroom with a slightly stained toilet, but as i walked in, all i could see was a brightly stripe wallpapered, large, clean, and cozy looking restroom. it passed the first test, but what about the shower? would it be like all the other ones? either the shower being a piercing shooting water? or would it be a tiny mist that could not get you clean? but, the shower passed the test. with the movable shower head, with great water temperature, and absolutely nothing that looked gross, there was nothing bad left to expect... other than the vapor left in there after taking a hot shower, right? wrong. there was no sense of humidity left in there. waking up to the sounds of the beach... what more could we ask for?