Aftermath (1)

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One Week into My Wise Prison Life.

I only then realized one thing.

‘Bored…….’

I was bored out of my mind.

The first day or two had been comfortable.

In the mornings, I saw patients; in the afternoons, lectured; and in the evenings, conducted research,

so after keeping up that routine, having my schedule suddenly clear for the first time in ages felt remarkably relaxing.

Thanks to that, it had also been a chance to work off the fatigue that had piled up without my realizing it.

The problem came after two days...