I'm So Tired I Can't Sleep

I've had between 0 and 3 hours of sleep per night since Saturday.

Sunday night I literally did not sleep at all. It was one of those horrible checking-the-clock-every-half-hour nights where you just want to punch your pillow out of frustration and you beg your body to sleep. I eventually gave up, turning off my alarm clock 5 minutes before it was set to go off.

Right now, I'm so exhausted that my eyes are having trouble focussing on the words I am typing, I have a pounding headache, and my hands are quite literally shaking.

Why is this happening? I don't really know. It's likely one of the following reasons:

1) My bed has spontaneously decided to become extremely uncomfortable.
2) Genetics have caught up with me and I've finally reached the age when Papamarkos stop sleeping entirely (my dad and grandmother think 4 hours a night are sufficient).
3) I'm stressed about school (ah hahahaa!) or
4) I can't stop thinking about the Toronto Fringe Festival, and whether or not my play will be selected. I find out TODAY, so I keep hitting refresh on my email. Honestly, it's driving me batshit insane.

I'm going have some warm milk later this afternoon and try to take a nap. If that doesn't work, I don't think I can avoid the chemical route any longer. I need to get some decent rest soon, or I'll fucking snap.

(Now playing: "Johnny Thunder", The Kinks)

Update: The Toronto Fringe Festival can go to H-E-double-hockey-sticks. My application was not pulled in last night's lottery (where 100+ plays were selected). This is hilarious to me since my name was the SECOND drawn out of a pool of 300+ potential jurors when I went to the Toronto courthouse for jury selection last fall. In my life, I will never win the lottery...but I'll probably get struck by lightning a few times.

P.S. Please forgive incredible bitterness. I still have not slept.