Sight: The computer screen, beyond that, darkness in the driveway and the porch light on the neighbor’s house.
Hearing: The clicking of the keys on the keyboard, the kids arguing, song from Gilligan’s Island
Taste: Milk from the bowl of cereal I ate few moments ago
Touch: The keys on the keyboard, the wood of my vanity, the computer chair and an awfully tight bra
Smell: I don’t smell anything this moment