Trying to catch some sleep in this confined room. Suddenly this idea pops up in my mind. What if this confined room is not enough to contain me?
Currently it can, but I feel like I am overgrowing this room. What will I do when this room finally cannot contain me? When that happens, what will it be like? Will it be a spontaneous explosion like big-bang, which blows up everything? Or will be a slow and painful, journey which irritates the hell out of me? So painful that it is unbearable.
What adds to the unbearableness in the confined room is the noise outside, as annoying as the creators who dwells outside the room.
What is the appropriate course of action?
