I'm Really Not Mentally Ill

In a remote corner of the city, inside a quaint house, a radio plays information about the city. A man sat on a shabby sofa, laughed softly, and said to himself: Why do you think I am mentally ill? It's better now, and you are all gone, haha! Then I took a handful of sleeping pills and fell asleep. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.