Seeing as you're no longer allowed to sell quilts, you re-brand your store as a giftwrap supply shop and take up wrapping peoples gifts in quilts. Business goes surprisingly well, with people enjoy the novelty and the secondary gift, but you've chosen perhaps the most boring path through life you could have imagined, and it's starting to drain your soul. One day, you get out of bed to go open the store and just...lie back down. There's not even a reason to get out of bed anymore. Who cares about the stupid store? Yes, you decide, the best -- the only -- course of action is to stay in bed. Yes, you decide to stay there forever. You stay until the government collapses and you bed decays. You stay until the sun explodes and the universe collapses. You stay until time has outreached eternity and there is nothing, not even space in which to exist, and you remain ever the paradox, ever in bed.