Item: handful of rose petals

I haven't done too well at communicating during this trip - I'm not sure why, because I do have lots to say.  I've had a few things weighing on my mind, though, and tonight I feel especially depleted and sad.

In my hotel room, I have red petals scattered over the bath towel/rug, and over the pillow.  They must know it's my last night.  The sliding glass door is open to the night; someone's singing "I'll Send All My Lovin' to You" outside.  I've had almost no fun in this place, and yet it's irresistible, if that makes any sense.  I'll try to explain better what I mean, but not right now.