2007
It's afternoon. I'm at home. I spent my days day by day. It is a day of January, 2007. I'm coming upto too far place. It's too future. 2001 is already old days. Amazing.
I'm looking at myself after several interval. Though I'm too sleepy, I have to stay up till night for pick him up at the nearest train station.
Contrary to my will, I'm too sleepy. I could take a nap. But it is always difficult to take a nap. I'd like to sleep.
I have four more hours before going out. Probably I should take a nap. My cellular phone will wake me up.
I try to take a nap. I think I can get up just before evening. That'll be good. I'm trying to take a nap. Soon I'll do that. I'll do that. I don have to wait. That'll be nice. There is already imaginary world in front of me.