Leonard stood in front of the mirror after his shower in nothing but a towel. The towel was yellow. What kind of man was he? He needed to shave his neck. His glasses were big. Like an owl’s eyes. He took those off. He turned his head and looked at himself out of the corner of his eye. “Hmm. I sure do look dignified from the side.”
He straightened his head and looked into his reflection’s eyes. He had a unibrow. His eyes were green. He stared. Trying to figure himself out as he would a stranger. What was the person in the mirror thinking? That should have been obvious to him. Then he drew it. An unexpected reaction. Then it was gone. In a second. Too fast to recollect. There was a hammering on the door.
“Leonard! I need to shit!”
Leonard opened the bathroom door and his little brother pushed his way in then slammed the door with Leonard in the hall. He heard the porcelain tap of the toilet seat gone down followed by a very loud and ungodly flatulence. Like a demon escaping Hell after half of eternity.
Leonard went into his bedroom and put on some clothes. Blue and green patterned board shorts and a white T-shirt. He didn’t have any big plans for the day. He was closing at work and didn’t need to be there until evening. He walked into the kitchen to make some breakfast. First, he opened the sliding glass door to the balcony. It was a beautiful and clear sunny fall day with a healthy breeze blowing off the ocean. The white caps breaking the deep blue. The sun was warm. A light coat.
He began to cook some eggs. He scrambled them today with some onions and mushrooms. A small amount cheese. Some orange juice. His brother joined him.
Golden Winged Ship 