The restless sea matches my wandering mind. Joints ache from exhaustion having worked the boatyard all day, yet somehow sleep evades me. The window is cracked open just enough to allow the humid air out, but it also lets the sleepless noise of the city in. Waves crash in the distance, boats rock and clash into the dock, and the marathon drinkers cackle with laughter outside the pub.

I need to sl...