Living in smell
Fragrances wafting out of individual offices in my workplace coalesce in a curious blend of lilies, eucalyptus, vanilla, and powder.
It smells like I'm at a funeral.
Morning symphony
It’s 6:20 in the morning and at least five roosters are crowing in my neighborhood. Their clarion voices are mingled with the drone of hundreds of doves, the buzz of hummingbirds, noisy grackles and the melody of mockingbirds. Wednesday is LIT in birdland.
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