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March 2nd 2008 08:59


Describe where you are right now using your five senses.

I see:
I hear:
I taste:
I smell:
I feel:


*****

Here's mine:

I see my husband sleeping on the bed, light peeking through my bamboo blinds, my Winnie the Pooh doll stuck in between my bed and the wall.

I hear the comforting buzz of the electric fan, the engines of cars outside, a neighbor's dog barking.

I taste the memory of panna cotta on my tongue, dessert left over from this afternoon's late lunch.

I smell wood and linens -- home.

I feel warm inside (a fever is coming), the heat of the laptop beneath my palms, the smooth caress of the fan's breeze on my nape. I feel my husband about to wake up.



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Comment by Anonymous

March 3rd 2008 22:06
I see: Homework piled on my bed, so i cannot sleep untill it is done, sheets scattered around the room asking to be organised.
I hear: The whiring my computer makes before it shuts down without my consent.
I taste: cinnamon gum, as i am eating it.
I smell:cinnamon as i am eating the gum.
I feel:Tired, but unable to believe it because of the work i have to do.

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March 10th 2008 02:23
Anonymous: Thanks for sharing. Hope you got to do all those homework!

Comment by Mia

March 12th 2008 14:29
I see a beautiful print hanging from a coathanger on a wardrobe door. My dad made it in art school. The rest of this room is too scary to describe.
I hear trains shunting in the distance and the whir of this computer. Bugs stirring in their sleep. My fingers tapping on the keyboard.
I taste remnants of dinner on my teeth which are asking me to hurry up and clean them!
I smell body butter emanating from my right knee, which is propped up close to my jaw.
I feel calm and alert but slightly anxious about starting my new job tomorrow.

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