The next morning, Ken awoke at 5am like clockwork. Usually when he awoke from Sleep Protocol, he would be full of energy, but this morning, Ken was out of sorts.
As he got out of bed to get ready for his morning run, a large part of him just wanted to crawl back into bed and sleep for longer. It was an unfamiliar feeling for Ken who had needed almost no motivation to train these past years.
'What is wrong with me?' he thought.
Ken took a few moments to clear his head. He walked into the en suite and splashed cold water on his face, trying to wake himself up.
As he raised his gaze and looked into the mirror, he saw the same kid who had been chasing his dream all those years ago. His eyes softened and he felt a small amount of pity for the earnest child staring back at him.
'What would my younger self think of me now?' Ken thought, shaking his head.
He let out a small laugh, "you'd probably scold me right?" Ken muttered to himself.
