five-sense Friday

feeling: wind on my face, or rather the bangs on my face fluttering and flapping against my forehead; little jabs of an increasingly cramped small person inside my abdomen

hearing: the strange squeal of wind through the blinds; construction equipment beeping as it backs up; an end-of-day tone ringing (I think?) at one of the nearby schools

smelling: late summer dust; neighbors' laundry through the dryer exhaust vents near our windows

tasting: red raspberry leaf tea; leftover pizza; leftover cake; fruit and then more fruit

seeing: blue skies with puffs of cloud; this computer screen for too long today; plans taking shape