DV Info Net - not really xl1 topic but something i wrote out of boredome

Hey there folks,
This is something i wrote during schooltime when i got bore (oh oh :-P ). Well here it is, please let me know what you think about it (for the not so bright people out here (J/K) its about death) :

Years to infity
By Bryan Johannes Onel

INT. LIVING ROOM - DAY

There are some close-up macro shots of objects of value
from peter. Peter, about 75, grey costume, grey hair.

PETER (V.O.)
The pen i used to write with, i
used to write her letters
everyday with this pen, but now
it will be forgotten, lost.

Peter walks up to his window and looks outside, we see a
large crowd of people moving around.

PETER (V.O.)
Look at them, a swarm of people
hurrying around with no real
purpose.

Peter turns around and looks at his books in his shelve.

PETER (V.O.)
The books i learned from, these
books helped me be the man i am
today, i loved these books, i
cherished them, soon their
meaning will be lost too. All
gone. It's a shame.

Peter sits down on his large fluffy antique chair and turns
on his TV, we see chaotic images flashing by on cnn with an
incredible speed.

PETER (V.O.)
All that chaos in the world.
Exactly the same will keep
happening over and over again. We
live and we die, and every
generation has to endure the
brute forces of life and the
cycle of life keeps going on.

Peter stands up and walks up to his bed he sits on it.

PETER (V.O.)
I can't complain, i led a good
life, and I'm thankful for every
single moment of it.

He lays down in his bed.

PETER (V.O.)
Now years become months, months
become weeks, weeks become days,
days become hours, hours become
minutes, minutes become seconds
and seconds become infinity. Lets
keep the light on tonight.

Peter then falls asleep.

FADE TO BLACK.