Psyching Myself Up
Standing by the hotel entrance, I took a deep breath. Karen, the manager, still had no clue who I really was.
It felt like I was undercover, about to drop a bombshell. I chuckled a bit, thinking about her surprise.
My mind was ready; soon enough, she’d see I wasn’t just any guest in need of a room. Today was all about setting things straight, and I hoped for clarity in the chaos.