Cats - The noise reverberating from my cat sends a vibration through my fingertips and tickles my arms into producing goose bumps.
Shoes - All I could thing about was the clicking of her shoes on the hard tile floor, and how it echoed in my mind like a machine gun.
Spring - That first thought of Spring is all squashy and wet, like the grassy yard after an April shower.
Bubbles - As I pried my face off the slick linoleum floor my first thought isn't the bruise I'd have tomorrow but the great waste as my favorite glass jar of bubble bath spilled broken onto the floor.
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