Boring..
I'm fed up... the same days, the same tasks. Everything in this world is a carbon copy of a distant, imitated world.
I decided to sleep today, to erase all the hours from history, and tomorrow I'll start anew and adapt to this wretched present.
I laid my head on the pillow and woke up after a year. My family told me I'd been in a coma, and I laughed... I laughed heartily, much to their surprise!
I told them: "I got rid of a whole year, and I'm still surrounded by boredom... Is there a longer sleep that can shorten this time for me?"