Looks like: screeds and screeds of paper in my room, the result of many things to do for Derby. I can't find anything I want anyway.
Also like I rolled out of bed and put on the first clean thing I found this morning. I'm so NOT wearing this outfit again.
Smells like: the last dribble of peppermint tea in the cup.
Sounds like: the sycamore tree outside is tapping on the window in the wind.
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