Day 02 2/12 - Rough Seas

I lay on my luxurious bed, slightly queasy.
The giant vessel works its way south as giant waves rock ship. The sea is like a giant creature, flexing muscles under rippling skin.
I float up.
I lurch down.
My stomach follow suit.
My breakfast will be here soon. I wonder if there’s any point in eating it.

I am on level four so you can imagine those waves are really big
I fear that I am getting sea legs.
​I was hoping to avoid that.