There’s this man named Walter Mitty who daydreams all the time instead of facing real life.
Usually, his dreams would be about him, being a hero. First, he dreamed that he was the commander of a plane. Then, he dreamed that he was a person who was about to fix a machine that no one knows how to fix in the hospital. when he was going to get a check-up for himself.
He heard that a newspaper boy was selling papers about the Waterbury trial, he dreamed that he was in a trial and that when a gun was shoved at him, he said the gun was his.
When they said that his right hand was in a sling on the day the guy was killed, he simply said that he could have killed the guy three hundred feet away with his left hand.
After that, he went shopping for puppy buscuits. Then he sat in the lobby of a hotel and grabbed a book.
the book was about how Germany might conquer the world in the air. Slowly, he drifted into another dream.
He was the captain of a plane. (Again) and he was about to fly alone in a plane when.. he got interupted again.
His wife was standing there and they went to the drugstore. Where Walter had a daydream again…