this morning #2081.

this morning, there was no getting around it. the aesthetics of this motel room are totally pathetic. “carpeted” floors. a wobbly table & chair in the corner. i threw open the curtains & let the sun stream in. it was still dark & shrouded in shadows but the sunlight did do a stellar job of illuminating the sparkly stars of dust hovering about in the air. ceiling to floor. you get what you pay for, i guess. at least i made it through the first night without dying. booked the room online for three nights. paid up front. no refunds. paid no mind to the one-star rating either. just thought of it as a cheap place to stay. didn’t realize that they still made places this sketchy. turns out that they do. who knew? not me. i’d stupidly assumed it was illegal.