I'm planning to take a hiatus later this month so I'm actually going to try to do two of these a day.

K, my five senses right now. Does this mean what I think it does?

Here we go

Sight: Empty teacup, stack of books, horse figurine lying on its side, cluttered basement.

Sound: Simon Khorolskiy's version of Oh, the Deep, Deep Love of Jesus

Smell: I just took a really big inhale and didn't get much beyond a possible whiff of that last night's tea. White peach.

Taste: My saliva. It's almost lunchtime and we is hungry, precious

Touch: Feet curled up against the half-ripped seat of my beloved desk chair. Hands against the keyboard.