There were several night awakening in this dreaming. Dark corridor. Bathroom, kitchen, another door. This is the small apartment.
Somenight I met an afterbath woman. She indifferently glanced at me and went in to the next door room.
I want to take a hot-hot bath. Maybe in my world is a cold-cold winter.
Once I decided to go outside, carefully closed the door behind me and went down the dimly lit stairs.
It's rather evening here than night. Early winter with under melted snow on the sidewalks.
Infrequent passers-by on the street, light from still working small shops on the ground floors of five-story houses.