Seeing: Ceramic clouds suspended from filament thread. Warm yellow with grey shadows.
Feeling: That I wore just the right number of layers.
Tasting: Flourless chocolate cake and earl grey tea.
Smelling: Bergamot.
Hearing: Dishes clanking, idle chit chat, business calls, muzak.
This has saved me. On a Friday night exhausted from the working week I am often tempted to leave my journal on the shelf and go straight to sleep. But this has been wonderful I now without fail reach for my pen and sum up my day simply yet thoughtfully. Thank you for the inspiration.