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There are words to go with this, but I will leave it to you to write.
But before I let you go, just know that I feel like this most days.  Exactly like this.
httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kUuVaq-xD6g

Jill said I have to post something other than a quote.  Don’t fear, I have a host of drafted quotes ready at a moments notice, but in the mean while, my dear friends, please enjoy a little video I took as the sun came through my living room window.
You can hear that annoying as hell [...]

Sound: ice cubes in a glass
Color: deepest purple
Smell: ocean
Sensation: being watched
Place: tree house
The sun by the ocean, set.
from their lofty treehouse
where as children they were married
and where as children they nursed
false wounds bandaged with
newspaper and crepe
and drank sidecar’s from invisible
cups with ice cubes clinking–
in this treehouse they
sat, the deepest purple
seeping through the cracks
in the boards [...]