Taste: cucumbers, beets, potatoes
Sight: a glowing keyboard; late summer afternoon light by the lake, perfect green
Sound: "Get a life!"; bear skulls are strong; scraping; voilà tout
Smell: rotting apples; burnt grass
Touch: the skin of red plums; warty cucumber rind
Extra: I'm creating something, but I don't know what it is.; when you wake up with words because your subconscious has been working overnight
Grateful for: I'm creating something.
Sight: a glowing keyboard; late summer afternoon light by the lake, perfect green
Sound: "Get a life!"; bear skulls are strong; scraping; voilà tout
Smell: rotting apples; burnt grass
Touch: the skin of red plums; warty cucumber rind
Extra: I'm creating something, but I don't know what it is.; when you wake up with words because your subconscious has been working overnight
Grateful for: I'm creating something.
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