a story with 250 words

by bofa xesjum

a man walked down the street. he had a name, which he had no trouble remembering, though other people often mispronounced it. it was dark. he came to the house he lived in. he went inside and turned on the light. he went into the small kitchen and took a fried chicken tv dinner out of the refrigerator. tv dinners had gone out of style but he still liked them. he turned on the television. he had formerly been a sports fan and watched football games and other sporting events on television but they caused his blood pressure to rise dangerously, and he had no interest in politics or the news, so now he watched a channel consisting of easy listening music with accompanying soothing videos of meadows and sunsets and waterfalls and beaches. when he finished the tv dinner he washed the aluminum tray and put it in the recyclable trash and went to bed. he had a dream in which he went on a date with a pretty blonde girl with straight white teeth wearing a white dress. he talked to the girl about himself and about his job as a sales representative but she did not show much interest, and he woke up. he went back to sleep and woke up in the morning without remembering any other dreams he might have had. his next day was much the same except that it rained, whereas the day before had been cloudless and bright. he went outside again.