Sleep, beautiful sleep

After five days, I’m ready to crash, and still I’m afraid at 1:30 in the morning I’ll be looking at the green LED lights on my alarm clock, counting down the very few hours I have left to get some sleep before I have to get up to go to Physical Therapy (Hell) before heading into school for the day.
I don’t know WHY I can’t sleep.
Yesterday I cut out the caffeine. No good. Warm milk? Nope. Read until I drop off, uh-uh. Listen to Monastary of Chant? No good. (That worked in Italy!) Pilates to relax? No. Deep breathing, counting sheep, counting backwards from 100 or 500 or 1000, Tylenol PM, Benadryl, still awake. I have no idea what’s going on, but I can’t sleep.
I don’t want to take Ambien or any of those sleeping pills. I don’t want to take my pain pills. I’m not taking naps, I’m working more than I have in two months, I SHOULD be sleeping. I sure hope I can tonight!

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