Much to the chagrin of the wife, I turn on the fan in the room and try to angle it only on myself (so she doesn't get too cold). The droning of it puts me right away like a baby. In fact, recently, it's becoming a usual thing for me - I've been finding myself extremely restless/uncomfortable without it. My mind simply can't move away from the feelings of the muscles in each of my limbs. SOMETHING is uncomfortable, and without the noise of the fan I end up just passing out from exhaustion rather than going to sleep.