My muscles screamed as I stretched out onto the mattress, and even though the bed was a nice change from the hard stone ground I had become accustomed to sleeping on lately, part of me missed the slums I had called home.
Laying down on a bed after living on the streets for a year, being jailed in a dungeon for days and then falling into water after a trek through the woods and not bathing?!?!? Excuse me what?!?
