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The larger object is a triangular chip with pointy edges. Its color is vibrant orange and it has small black dots on its surface. The orange color gives off a radiant vibe similar to the feeling of the sun’s warmth. The chip gives off a crunchy sound when I bite into it. The sound of my chewing and leftover pieces hitting the floor echoes around the room. The chip feels rough yet fragile as it cracks under the slightest amount of pressure. The chip tastes bland to the point where I can’t figure out what flavor it is. I cannot smell the chip, but this might be just because I have a bad sense of smell.

The smaller object looks like a round wrinkly fruit. It has a dark brown shade to it. It appears it has been dried out by the sun and has lost some of its size as a result. The dried apricot is chewy and makes little sound when I bite into it. The only thing I can hear is the sound of my teeth grinding over the fruit. The dried fruit feels squishy and somewhat like a person’s skin. The dried fruit is sweet, but not too sweet. The smell of the fruit is faint, yet I can smell a touch of sweetness, like the smell of old cookies in the back of the pantry.

The Five Senses

The Super Bowl being in my own backyard is a surreal moment in time, yet it also plays a huge hindrance in my everyday life. I work in Santa Clara and my exit just so happens to be the same as the Levi’s Stadium. The Levi’s Stadium is home to Super Bowl 50 as well as my work office’s next-door neighbor. I work everyday, Monday through Thursday, starting at nine o’clock in the morning. The morning commute has been exceptionally awful this past week, mostly due to all the Super Bowl visitors. What normally would take 20 minutes to get to work now sadly takes over 45 excruciating minutes. Super Bowl 50 may bring excitement to my Bay Area peers and myself this Sunday at kickoff, but for now it only brings emotions of frustration. I’m forced to wake up almost 30 minutes earlier every morning due to the increased traffic on highway 101. Those extra 30 minutes of sleep makes a huge difference in how my days play out. I woefully yearn for the end of the Super Bowl. These visitors need to leave my city!

Super Bowl 50