The first time he dreamt of him, he had a long day at work. 

 

Sales were drastically declining for their best seller product, paper work piling at his office desk left untouched, angry customers complaining that no, this wasn't how this worked before!, asking reimbursement or I'll file a lawsuit and sue your company for this lack of professionalism.

 

No, actually, it was more complicated than that.

 

Tears clouded his vision then, emotional turmoil creeping up in ways unexplainable as the translucent liquid buds out from his eyes, waiting for its turn to cascade down like waterfalls on his

 

cheeks,

 

jaw,

 

chin,

 

neck,

 

and the section where his collarbones meet as his shoulders sag and he's sobbing into his hands. 

 

It felt like failure at its best and it still does.

 

 

 

 

 

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as you can see i'm working on my imagery. that's exactly the first part lololol aka the only part i've written out. well, except for a paragraph after.