I woke up after a long sleep.
This sleep hadn't been taken on a formation or even a tub filled with solution.
No, it had been taken on my soft-soft bed, without any formation active inside or outside of me.
I looked at myself and knew instinctively I had fully recovered. I had recovered 99.99% last night but knew simple sleep would be more than enough for the last 01%.
It took me a month to recover. If it had not been for that, I would have been at my limit or near it.
I shook my head and pushed those thoughts away.
What happened had happened, had happened. There is nothing I could do about it other than work harder. So, I would never fall into such a predicament again.
I stayed on the bed for a few minutes before walking out and stepping into the bathroom.
When I came out of it. Steam rose from my body as I dried it before wearing a new set of clothes.
