Hotel rooms stink...literally. They smell like something else. They don't smell like home. They smell like strangers. I don't like them, they help me sleep worse. Hotel rooms make me confused about television channel choices. In the middle of the night the room makes me stump my toe, say bad words, and try to find a bathroom. THEY STINK!

BUT, I never clean the toilet or dust the desk. I never clean the windows or sweat a broken wall (Don't ask) I'm a rock star.

I always know that the room, however nice it is, is not my home.

This world is not my home, I'm just passin' through.