I drift aimlessly on an open ocean. No land in sight. I watch the sun set.
I doubt I will ever see anything as beautiful. Once the last ray of sunlight disappears it starts to get cold.
By my guesses it 4 hours from sundown at Scarsville now. 4 hours time finish preparations.
I open a portal and step onto the edge of the Stromboli, an active volcano in Italy.
The salt water I took with me lands in an open pool of lava. Hot steam rises up to meet me.
I love this way of drying myself.
I return to the gym in a cloud of smoke, smelling of sulfur.