The human body naked is quite a sight, especially if it is your own and you can only see it over the point of your chin. That was my condition--my usual condition after a night on the cool straw mats of Japan. I was literally paralyaed, doomed to the flat of my back until some kind of maid-san or Mama-san herself came to render me a kick in the ribs, or to pull me up, or otherwise break the hold of this strange affliction. It had all started during the war, back in the swamps of New Guinea, making me no only a mututinal physical curiosity, but also a medical one.
1959.