captain wedged into her bunk

As sea conditions got choppier, and the already pathetic breeze continued to weaken, the only way one could even attempt to rest was by wedging herself in, near the vessel's center of gravity. Here, our intrepid captain, jammed sideways into her bunk, endures random, yanking, jarring, crashing, slamming, and pounding, while reading The Martian, by Andy Weir, and considering her own situation not that dissimilar.

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