Where is this going?

Twirling around the streets that are unfamiliar to my mind.
Look left then right wondering whom I might bump into?
I pass by these kids who were talking loud about things
that mattered to them. Funny how thing seem to matter
when your young.
I settled in at this coffee shop near the hotel.
Lots of good-looking men and women everywhere.
I almost gave myself whiplash.
I found myself staring out the window when this
girl came and invited herself to sit at the table and do
the same.
Ended up talking to her for an hour or so.
We exchanged info and talked about meeting up later at
some bar? But I had to work the next day
it would have been fun. I explained to her I was only
there for another two weeks. She smiled and said
that’s all right we can do something before you go.
Strange how our brief encounters is ending up so
odd feeling.
Somehow it never seems the same when your at home
and someone comes up to you and starts talking and
you have in the back of your mind wonders of who
they know, or if worst case where can I get away
from them?
I ended walking to this Pub and got a little
drunk before taking a cab back to the hotel.
Thank goodness the cabbie new where to take me
with my slurish language I had.
I ended up passing out on my bed.
To be woken up by the phone ringing.
It was my six am wake up call for work.
I wish I had a few more hours to shake off this
drunken state that seemed to linger in my head.
I made my way down to the shuttle to work and
I slept the way there.
I did my day of work with the most pain I felt
in my head for a long while.
I wonder if I should go do something or just relax
til the next day.
I don't know I think I'll just lay here
and see what happens. . .