Feed Your Senses
The Daily Post said to Feed Your Senses and I decided to give it a try.
Write down the first sight, sound, smell, and sensation you experienced on waking up today. Pick the one you’re most drawn to, and write. (For a bigger challenge, pick the one you’re least drawn to.)
A loud, up beat rhythm joined in by “She gets butterflies when she looks in my eyes, she said-” the deep voice of Jesse Royal flowed through my ears, waking me. When my brain made the connection I felt around my soft sheets for my phone and pried my eyes open to see who had disturbed my sleep. 5:45?!?! the ‘5:45am’ took a back seat when I saw his name, “hello,” I answered sounding like a grater was stuck in my throat, though I tired my best to sound cute. He urged me to wake up and I tried to sound angry at the disturbance, a small smile adorning my face, it failed. My chest was airy and light, I was very amused he decided to call. We said our goodbyes and just like magic, I was out like a light.