The Big Boat

I am sitting in my living room and I hear a joyful noise! Something big has happened! I get up to investigate. The sound is coming from the garage. I open the door and I see my dad standing with Matthew and Arthur examining my dad's project. It is a big white boat! Sitting in the garage with fresh shiny pain all over it. I congratulated my dad on his accomplishment. And asked him when he was going out on the water. As if on cue, Niko and Konrad emerged from behind the boat. Konrad had a bottle of wine with him and he handed it to my dad. It did not surprise me that Konrad thought of the little things like that. Niko and Victor were on the boat playing with all the levers and buttons, the babies of the families. The paint with which the boat's name was written was still wet. I could see my dad's hand black with the wet paint, the paint and paintbrush against the wall next to him. There was room on the boat for what seemed like ten people. There was a caterer there holding trays of food. I ate some mini-pizzas. They were not as good as the ones from LeTreport. I put the bbq onto the boat.

Scarves

Only vague memories exist as I sit up in my bed and write them down. I know I am in a big city with lights surrounding me and everything I see. I am not surprised, yet amazed at the same time. I know the store is somewhere near. I just can't get any directions. I notice a familiar yet unfavourable smell coming from the ground, and noise too. My hair looks good. Someone went somewhere to get something to drink but they are long gone and I don't have time to wait. I like what they did to the square and it's beginning to look like the center of something. I was too scared to walk on the glass. I bought a scarf today, it's summer.