The flashes of color, on the TV. The color of ocean water ,on the walls. The mug of white liquid ,gushing all around. The noises of people talking on the screen. The screams of my brothers goofing off as always. The creaking of the wood, under my feet. The smell of the salty water,out in the pool ,and the cookie of sugar and batter. The tastes of sugar on the tip of my tongue. Frosty liquid of bright milk, filling my thirst.The ways of life are here! Though, I wish I was in bed.