Tick, tick, tick. The sound of the clock on my desk pierced the dark air. I had decided to do this challenge sitting in complete darkness on my dorm room floor. All I could think about was the time. 

    I had made a grave mistake. The electronics that burdened my room had all been turned off. The darkness of the room made the clock impossible to read. The only thing left was my concept of time. I didn’t have a clue about how much time had passed or when my challenge would be completed.

    These thoughts raced across my mind. I never stray from a challenge, so I decided to sit still until my inner gut told me time was up. While sitting I thought about clocks. The clocks ranged from digital to cuckoo. I had imagined the bird bursting out of his cuckoo clock telling me I could have my phone back. I laughed to myself and tried to change my thoughts. I began feeling anxious and the ticking seemed to intensify. With my hands on my chest I realized it wasn’t the clock that was speeding up, but rather my heart. I really wanted to check my phone to see the time.

    My mind had told me that I had been sitting in the dark long enough. I jumped up and turned the lights on. With my head turned towards my desk I saw my clock. The two hands had read 6:37. It had been 28 minutes since I first embarked on my challenge. 

    Thinking to myself I noted that this challenge bothered me on a subconscious level. I felt that I was not in control, because I had no realization of the time. Not knowing the time made the challenge drag and seem much longer than it actually was.