Sleepy in sleepiness

Sometimes it's hard to wake up. Or go out. Have you noticed how hard it can be sometimes to pick up a water glass from the table. In those moments i would like to sleep. Happiness and escape. But hours are wandering their endless path and they don't stop. They don't even listen to me though i ask them to give me one second. One little second. They are not interested at all if the speed is too fast for me. And why should they? I am just another one asking them to slow or fasten their steps.
How sweet it would be to give up this time and stay to bed. What does it matter if i don't do everything in the best possible way. What does anything matter. What does it matter if i just fall asleep while sun is making little rainbows on the white wall and the cry of seagulls is reminding me of the sea.
I feel like sleeping for one thousand years. Climbing plants would grow and grow finally covering my house. Finally covering my sleeping body. Finally covering the world and those faraway illusions of skies that are clearer than what they have always been. Finally hiding my little lost secret under the green herbarium.
Everything turns to yellow when the sunshine is dazzling my eyes. Children are laughing in the yard and jumping rope. Cars are driving slowly on the gritty road. "Just five minutes..." i think and close my eyes again wishing those five minutes could last forever.