I dream of hotel rooms the last two nights, and not nice luxurious ones.  The dream I just woke from was a hiding dream.  After being inexorably chased through a warehouse that rested low on an ocean's tossing and dirtied shoulder, an industrial space that I knew to be adjacent to a hospital (the knowledge of the sick slowing my flight), I arrived back at the hotel room.  The room was reached through a hallway - with a high horizontal window on the back wall.  When I began waking, I realized that I was sleeping between the window and the curtain to evade detection and enable quick escape should the room be entered through the hallway door.  But, with retrospect, maybe I slept there for the view.