managed to get some good sleep last night. rolled up the two flannel blankets i have and made a cocoon inside my lee cloths. this kept from rolling around on the berth but felt a bit like i was inside a coffin. visions of Moby Dick.
i dont know what i dreamt about but they probably centered around NOISE.
brian boschma turned me on to a book called “why we sleep”. very interesting read. the author talks a lot about the importance of and differences between rem and nrem sleep. i ponder the things we do and wonder what a singlehanders sleeping cat scan would look like. probably lots of bangs, pops, squeaks and pings on that thing is my guess.