five senses friday

Seeing

Lots of people to potentially distract me but sticking to my purpose.

Hearing

My comforting old friend on repeat against the sounds of traffic in the rain. Has it really been twenty years?

Tasting

Salty sweet Polish ham.

Smelling

Burnt toast as he learns to make his own breakfast.

Feeling

The softness of wool against the hardness of wood as I start a new project.

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