One day, I sit in my room, feeling bored and then start to daydream. All the furniture in my eyes starts to evolve into simple geometric shapes in a blink. Table and photo frame turn into a rectangles. Chair turns into semicircle, circle and rectangle. Bookshelf turns into lines. Wardrobe turns into rectangle and circle, with clothes turn into simple organic shapes. These shapes float in the air and dance around to form three different compositions, with myself traveling around them. At last, all the shapes are wrapped inside a little box, which is holding by a hand in a close-up. It appears that the hand belongs to myself sitting in the room, who has just woken up. I wake up and feel bored again, and the story starts to circulate endlessly.
