inspired by ***abbytryagain*** 5 senses Friday
hear the church bells from two blocks away, so calming, so musical, so tender.
hear the freeway another two blocks away.It’s steady hum sounds like a fast moving river
feel Vivian’s soft fur, her gentle head butts, her wordless pleas for attention, affection.
feel the sweet nectar of coffee, an obsession, it’s warmth filling my throat.
see seagulls fly by my 11th story windows, as if they were merely passing an immoveable cloud
see the light from the sun, allowed a clear blue sky, to cast hotspots of white on my floor.
taste breakfast lingering on my tongue. taste the memory and anticipation of sugary, creamy, coffee
smell not much at all, as that is my dullest sense, and seems to continue to wane. smell the absence of anything foul.