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minxyIt's 5 o'clock in the morning, and I woke up about half an hour ago, unable to sleep any longer. So my sweetie is upstairs resting peacefully, and I'm sitting at the kitchen table surrounded by the white noise of kitchen equipment running contentedly.
Sight: dark windows, half-light from the pot lights in the kitchen, a knock-off stained glass table lamp (not really leaded glass--I see what you did there, knock-off lamp people) casting lots of warm orange and yellow light on my hands.
Touch: the wood of Ikea chairs under my butt and legs, the old wide oak of my great-grandmother's table under my arms and laptop. Cool laptop metal at my wrists, slightly cooler on the edge of my palm where there isn't sleeve to mitigate.
Smell: Coffee and dawn dishwashing soap. I quietly cleaned some dishes while I was waiting for the kettle. It works well if you run enough water to soap up your sponge or brush, then turn it off and clean everything before rinsing all at once, so there's only the swish of sponge over spatulas or knives. On my second cup of joe now--I'm likely to vibrate quite a lot today.
Taste: coffee and stale breath. What? I'm waiting for a slightly more reasonable hour before I hop in the bathroom and start all my ablutions. I did eat a kiwi earlier, so perhaps that is the lingering acidity in my mouth--coffee's just emphasizing it, really.
Sound: I mentioned the ambient kitchen equipment earlier, so I'll do some make-up work from yesterday and give you a music playlist. My caveat on this is that I really haven't been seeking out new music lately, so this is what's been on recent rotation and not necessarily recent discoveries.
Read My Mind, the Killers
Misread, Kings of Convenience
Head On, Man Man
Wagon Wheel, Darius Rucker
Rivers and Roads, The Head and the Heart
Say Goodbye, Norah Jones
Dutch, Dessa
Raw Sugar, Metric
The City, The 1975
No Light, No Light, Florence and the Machine
Fire Escape, Diane Birch
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Sight: dark windows, half-light from the pot lights in the kitchen, a knock-off stained glass table lamp (not really leaded glass--I see what you did there, knock-off lamp people) casting lots of warm orange and yellow light on my hands.
Touch: the wood of Ikea chairs under my butt and legs, the old wide oak of my great-grandmother's table under my arms and laptop. Cool laptop metal at my wrists, slightly cooler on the edge of my palm where there isn't sleeve to mitigate.
Smell: Coffee and dawn dishwashing soap. I quietly cleaned some dishes while I was waiting for the kettle. It works well if you run enough water to soap up your sponge or brush, then turn it off and clean everything before rinsing all at once, so there's only the swish of sponge over spatulas or knives. On my second cup of joe now--I'm likely to vibrate quite a lot today.
Taste: coffee and stale breath. What? I'm waiting for a slightly more reasonable hour before I hop in the bathroom and start all my ablutions. I did eat a kiwi earlier, so perhaps that is the lingering acidity in my mouth--coffee's just emphasizing it, really.
Sound: I mentioned the ambient kitchen equipment earlier, so I'll do some make-up work from yesterday and give you a music playlist. My caveat on this is that I really haven't been seeking out new music lately, so this is what's been on recent rotation and not necessarily recent discoveries.
Read My Mind, the Killers
Misread, Kings of Convenience
Head On, Man Man
Wagon Wheel, Darius Rucker
Rivers and Roads, The Head and the Heart
Say Goodbye, Norah Jones
Dutch, Dessa
Raw Sugar, Metric
The City, The 1975
No Light, No Light, Florence and the Machine
Fire Escape, Diane Birch
Download from File Factory