The one room house

There was a man. And this man had a house. A house with one room. You simply opened the outside door and you entered the one room, which was bedroom, living room. He could sleep, dream, eat, relax, read, work in the same room. And in the room one window, one bed, one table, two chairs, one flower pot, one armchair. But above all there was one big wardrobe with 3 doors and an oval mirror on the door in the middle. The wardrobe was covering one wall of the room, and it was opposite to the window, so the sky was reflected all the time in the mirror. You imagine that the room, the whole house itself, was not at all large.

Once, when he returned from his job, he started putting all the things in the room in the wardrobe. He started with the bed, then the table and the chairs, the armchair, the flower. Until everything was in the wardrobe.
He left also his life in the wardrobe. He placed it there to forget about it.
Then he closed the door of the wardrobe.

He looked then in the mirror and saw the sky. He turned around and looked at the window and saw himself.

"How nice", he said. "Now it's only me."