And again, I don't remember what we were talking about. But in the middle of the conversation, she went to do some exercises on a machine, then came back, and we continued talking.
I was at home, but not in my own place, but at my grandfather's. Grandfather again! Last time, when she called me in my dream, the phone screen said "Grandfather."
Maybe we are destined to meet in Crimea at my grandfather's place.