A small room inside a bay window. A single bed, a table and chair, and a sink. I could manage something larger, with more conveniences, but I could never match the view.
I awake to the neighbour's radio, which is louder than usual, too loud to make out what is said. I think instead of what I knew of the world before I went to bed, when I pulled the covers under my chin and asked them to help me sleep.