Boring DaysBoring Days
My name is Antti.
I wake up at 7:13.
I start the day by fetching the paper
while still wearing my pajamas.
That particular day was full of peaceful
and happy daily events.
There was no drama, no pain, no suffering...
Just another boring day.
Like a pile of old newspapers, the boring
days of my life are stacking up.
And then on that day...
I suddenly noticed... People's...
Faces... Faces... Faces...
I don't need a newspaper.
The spring sunlight reveals all.
And what it says is,
"Life is boring"