five senses friday

SEE
- the ‘factory’ that I live and sleep in. It’s filled with wire torsos, a Christmas tree that is beyond dried out, a stack of bubble envelopes, a cluttered desk, and an unpacked duffle bag from my trip
- me painting sculptures outside in the cold damp fog

HEAR
- the crazy neighbor above us hammering (again)
-Miss Congeniality playing on the TV

SMELL
- pine from the Christmas tree (yes, I can still smell it)
- dinner cooking
- a neighbor’s fireplace burning
- the neighbor’s son smoking cigarettes in the backyard next door

TASTE
- coffee without my favorite creamer
- chips and salsa
- altoids (my new addiction)

FEEL
- Like a cold is coming on. Derek has a cold so I may have caught his.