Driven to distraction. There's a funny expression. Maybe I should research its derivation. It might have something to do with the alliteration. It seems to presume that one's natural state is non-distraction, which one leaves after some unpleasantries. I suppose it can happen that way. But I think life goes more frequently in the opposite direction. You reach the end of your distracted rope, thereby having no alternative but to find some kind of peace of mind and soul.

Or maybe distraction is considered a good thing in our society, and in this statement. You are driven there due to the evilness of boredom and peacefulness. Non-action is a risky thing.

There's a fine line between doing things as an act of expression or a means of distraction. It's easiest not to even know that there's a difference. I think this non-awareness leads naturally to mindlessness and boredom. But if you are more attentive to your environment, you'll find you do have a choice. A choice between doing things just for the sake of doing them, or engaging in an act of creation.