To Sleep, Perchance to Dream...
I stayed wide awake, and scared %^&$(#$$ during my first night parachute drop.I was a little drowsey when we jumped into four feet of snow in Alaska.I slept a little when I spent Thanksgiving 1988 in an armored personnel carrier (with no heater) in Grafenwoer, Germany.I slept well on a military flight on the way to Desert Storm.I dreamed peacefully in various "foxholes" in Saudi-Arabia.I had to be awakened so I could navigate on a 120 mile helicopter flight into Iraq.Hell, my boat has a flush toilet, electricity, heat when I want it, cold drinks, and a hot woman...AND NO SAND...I sleep like a baby.Oh yeah...with the possible exception of a few power-boaters, no one is trying to kill me.