Sight: Derek's video game on pause, Bentley walking back and forth between Derek in the kitchen and me in the living room.
Sound: The hum of the PS3. Derek singing in the kitchen. The microwave running. Derek's video game. My stomach grumbling to be fed.
Smell: Coconut candle that is burning. Parmesan chicken cooking in the oven.
Touch: The keys on my laptop. Very uncomfortable chair that needs to be tossed. Blanket. Bentley's head as I pet him with my foot.
Taste: Nothing! At least not yet. Dinner is in the oven and I cannot wait to eat parmesan chicken and some corn on the cob with a side salad.
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