Hellow fellow shmoes. I have another dictionary offering for you. Man, that one blog night sure has yielded a bountiful meal. Amen.
Dictionary 7: daymare
he popped open his eyes
to escape from
his present
day
life.
the daymare of occupying
an average ho hum
existence
did not sit well in his stomach.
out
from the office, held his head
slow in the bathroom as water rushed rushed by,
and
called his wife, crying.
“how did I get here?”
he shouted into the phone.
she was
busy; she told him to snap out of it.
“yes…yes you’re right,”
he agreed, smoothed his hair,
and went back to his office.
“when will this be over?”
he asked. the
daymare continued, eyes wide open.
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