“That’ll be 12.50 Sir”
I see the hotel in front of me.
“Sir! That’ll be 12.50?!”
“Oh! Sorry I was districted”
I say digging into my pocket for the fare.
Handing him a 10 and a 5 dollar bill.
“That’s good, keep the change”
He gets out of the cab and helps me bring my luggage to the door.
I get the counter and give my name. The gentleman takes my credit card and taps on keys in rhythmic tune on the keyboard.
He hands me my card back along with the key card for my room, I gather my luggage and make my way to the elevator.
I fall. . .
Falling freely with my arms wide open.
Hitting the soft surface of the blankets then the firmness of the mattress.
I let out a long groan of satisfaction that I’m done traveling for the day.
I turn onto my back folding my hands on my chest.
Feels so good to get away, even for just a night.
There’s a vibration on the bed.
I reach my arm out and begin sliding my hand around and find my cell.
“Hello?”