22nd October 2001
Oh Christ, I feel so sick. I slept OK but couldn’t get up this morning for breakfast, and when I did manage to pull myself out of my bunk and get dressed I felt so exhausted by the effort that after running to the toilet to be sick I had to go back to bed to lie down again.
I’m not going to be able to write much today, concentrating on the screen is hard. Apart from a day spent sleeping and vomiting and wishing that the world would be still, there isn’t much to say. I hope I get my sea legs tomorrow.
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