see: a girl on the tube next to me who seems to be trying to catch up on seven-plus years of not tubing.
hear: the change in the way the boat's motor sounds when Dad turns to get us out of the wake
smell: I don't know. I'm too concentrated on Not. Falling. Off. The. Tube!
feel: the tube scraping and scratching my already banged and battered body (okay, its not THAT bad, but it sure feels that bad in the moment ;) )
taste: lake water. Ew.
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