I dream in the present
where my body resides
eat, sleep, work, resent
            repeat
But with phone at my side
I sleep, dancing in the future
Racing in the rain
kissing away the pain
Partying, shopping,
living in the now that isn't
Remembering today as a past
that starts driving back my sane

You can say my head's in a cloud
I'm looking too far ahead
For you'd be right
I choose to ignore this bad
ignore the present sound
and move as swiftly as the second hand can trot
towards tomorrow's finish line