Daydreaming guy

He was born with no imagination. Like a robot. As a child, he couldn’t play with toys. Even the fake dump trucks that so closely resembled the real thing didn’t work. He just couldn’t process something unless it was real.

His childhood became an exercise in flighty reality. Instead of playing with plastic carrots and hamburger patties, he dug through the fridge. He ruined a tube of ground beef and his parents got sick of his practicality.

“You have an entire room full of toys. Go play with them.”

But that didn’t make sense.

He grew up extremely successful. He was incapable of creating idle dreams that never happened. He couldn’t post pictures of mansions around his computer for inspiration. If he wanted to experience something, he had to bring it to fruition rather than in a daydream. He liked cars and business and sports. He did them all.

His friends felt sorry for him. “Your life must feel so boring and uninspired,” they said. He disagreed. After all, he couldn't imagine a different life. “Actually, I’m quite content,” he said. They wouldn’t believe him. Finally, at their badgering, he signed up for a creative writing class.

“Write a story about a cowboy,” the teacher said.

He couldn’t, so he took horse-riding lessons that week. Then he wrote about the experience. “That’s so realistic,” the teacher exclaimed. Then she learned about the student and his inability. She thought long and hard of a way to break him.

“For next week, I want you to write a ghost story.”

The man had never seen a ghost. He went out and paid psychics but they couldn’t help. He visited a haunted house but got very bored. Frustration set in.

Then his wife gave him an idea. “A ghost is something that can’t be seen,” she said.

When the man didn’t show up for class the following week, he thought it an appropriate submission.

sources: Where does Writing came from?