My hotel bed stands in these trays filled with some kind of white powder. What is that?

Sometimes, I catch myself lost in thought, wondering if anyone else feels the unspoken connections that linger in the air—a smile that lingers a little too long, or a shared glance that holds a world of meaning. If you know what I mean, maybe we could explore that uncharted territory together. 🦌✨💭Shikanoko - My Deer Friend Nokotan by Yuna