i sleep in strange places

Last night, Chicago. Tonight, Seattle. Tomorrow,Phoenix. I never have that "where am I" feeling. But I always notice smells. I always notice views- or lack there of. I have rituals. I have orders that things have to be done. I have to have water next to my bed. I have to have a towel down on the bathroom floor. I need my van tip, badge, pairing ( schedule) watch, pen and room key all lined up on a table together . See it doesn't matter were I am. I do the same thing. I have to make things always seem the same. I find comfort in rituals/ repetition. I have to. I sleep in strange places.