The visuals: my apartment kitchen, doing recycled art for one of my university Design II projects ~ a big fish of multi-colored aluminum cans, mostly of energy drinks
(overwhelming)
The tastes: Lison Pramaggiore Pinot Grigio, "stolen" from my sometime-love
(bittersweet)
The smells: wax melts of Sweet Pea and apple wreaths and home
(nostalgic)
The sounds: Sweet Pea, by Tommy Roe, the refrigerator, car doors outside, a dog barking nearby,
(melodic)
The feelings: the whirring of the computer fan under my hands and so much pain I can barely stand it
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