The endless Hallway of filthy Bathrooms

"I walked into a bathroom that was supposed to be familiar, mine maybe, and it was filthy, grime streaked across the mirror, floor sticky in a way that made my stomach turn a little. I tried to just use it anyway, urgency building, but couldn't make myself actually step further in. I went looking for another one, found a few more down a hallway that kept extending, each worse than the last, one with water pooling somewhere I didn't want to trace back to a source, another with the sink detached and leaning against the wall. I kept opening doors hoping one would just be normal, clean, something usable, and none of them were, grime in increasing amounts like the dream was escalating it on purpose. My urgency kept building the whole time, uncomfortable, pressing. I gave up eventually, just wandering those same mismatched doors, no resolution reached.I woke up actually needing to go, that discomfort following me straight out of the dream."