Ringing in my ears is all I hear this morning as my alarm clock is on full blast. I burst out of bed as I realize that I’m thirty minutes off of schedule. I brush my teeth and then shower unconsciously as I’m stuck in my head wondering about how my interview will go and the consequences of potentially being late. I explore my minimal wardrobe for the perfect attire for the occasion; my only pair of trousers are nowhere to be found. I explored every part of my apartment until I realized that my pair of trousers are currently in the washer; I get a phone call as confirmation of the interview that is now in fifteen minutes. My heart begins to race as anxiety rushes through my body in reaction to the thought of being late. I confirm the interview with the employer and I decide to throw on an old pair of sweatpants. I walk outside, i inhale the freshness of the nature around me and decide that regardless of my attire, my confidence is derived from within. Im five minutes early for my interview; I’m about to walk in and I get a phone call. My interview has been cancelled. As I’m in the restroom of the facility, I look in the mirror and laugh. I take life too serious.