Slice #20 of 31 March Challenge

The Trouble With Focusing

I am trying to focus but it is not fun.  I am sitting on the floor of living room trying to write my slice of life.  My mom, aunt, and grandma are sitting above me talking about math, and sugar, and a good furniture store.  My cousins are running around wild.  Every bone in my body aches to stand up and run around.  I want to go outside and feel the sunshine on my face and taste the sweet spring air but I can't because I have to focus.  My mom gets up to get a drink and I realize that I am very thirsty but I can't stand up because I have to focus.  The water taunts me from the table and the flowers laugh outside.  My cousins scream and my mom continues to talk.  A pillow falls on my computer and my mom starts messing up my hair with her fingers and the tea kettle starts whistling.  I start to stand up but my brain reminds me that I have to finish.  I hear music start to play and my cousins are dancing.  This is the trouble with focusing.