Back in Athens Morning for Anias by Anias       Anias sat up in bed and belched as he swung his legs over the side of the bed. He stood up and looked around the room remembering the experience of last night. Hmm the floor was no longer wet and if he rearrange the furniture a bit, he could cover the worst of the water stains on the floor. The big problem was the ball of wadded up laundry in the center of the floor where he had thrown it. In sunlight the dirt and smears on his clothing looked even worse than it did by lamp light. In addition it was now crumpled and thought still a little damp, was beginning to smell mustier than normal. He picked up the chiton he had worn yesterday and realized that it too had seen cleaner days