This is the first Friday exercise I've done, I may have to try and make a habit of it from now on... I'm amazed at how much one can write in ten minutes.
Madeleine's part about the dog made me sad.
Here's mine:
I remember walking down the street yesterday. Yes, it’s true. I walked down the street parallel to mine, in my head, and it was all because of those orange and pink leaves: they make that street the most beautiful in the neighbourhood.
I remember wood of all sorts, the wood on this table is nothing in comparison to the wood on the ship’s rail, smooth but weathered. I touched that wood every day while I was there and leaned out across that rail to watch the river.