Noise

Your life is being cluttered by noise. Little grey bits of mundane noise that appear spontaneously and take up every bit of space there is. Like the vast grey swarm of nanolife from Michael Crichton's Prey. And, to take the analogy further, the swarm, the huge, menacing cloud, will eventually devour everything else. So that your life will become mer noise. When should I buy this? Where should I put that? Do I need to post this three days from now ... How shall I arrange these? How much time do I have to talk to---oh, but I have to go settle something else now. There will be nothing else. Only the nitty-gritty, the fragments, the noise.
I wonder if most people actually live their lives like that.