I am having such difficulty writing this article. Nothing is different, but it feels so forced and unnatural. My mind is so many places that aren't here, and that is a beautiful thing most of the time, but right now, it's annoying and inconvenient.

And I know that this feeling is relatable, so that's what I'm going to type onto my screen.

My screen that's fighting for attention with other screens. It's a constant battle for them and they're fighting over me.

With every soft buzz of my phone against the desk, I fear something terrible has happened or that something amazing has happened and I'm missing it. So I check my phone time and time again to always know what's happening but still somehow miss out on all that is.

And that work I said I'd finish before class today, that's overshadowed by this work that has nothing to do with class, but is to do with the betterment of my career. But what do I want my career to be?

Because right now it's a distraction.

Knock, knock. Someone's at the door. Knock again. Hammer to nail. Repeat. Construction. It could be annoying, but I'll think of it as an opportunity to show how and why the sound of my home being partially destroyed to be rebuilt is somehow poetic in nature and therefore can't be fully understood by any one person. Or I'm annoyed.

I'm annoyed by a lot of things lately. The empty chatter no one cares about--the main topic of conversation in some of these people's lives is makeup or parties no one remembers--is far more irritating than a hammer on a nail.

The most important things in life are overshadowed by the least, and that's enough to disassemble any hope that may have aggregated inside. So what you're left with are bits and pieces of memories of times before we cared about how we looked or appeared to others, before we checked our screens so we wouldn't miss out, before we had resume builders in the form of online communities of writers that demand you write or else.

But who's to say which is better.

I look to the light-up Moon I hung in my apartment to make me feel like I've been outside today. I turn on a fan to feel the cool breeze of an autumn morning. I go to the shower to feel like I'm being bombarded by raindrops. I see my stuffed animals and think that I'm living amongst some amazing creatures.

I go to the kitchen and eat some dinosaur-shaped chicken nuggets to prove that I deserve to be at the top of the food chain. I walk out the door to face the parallels I've created and to fight my way to the top again.

Welcome to the adventure of a lifetime. Welcome to my mind.