Museum of Me
It looks black and small.
Smells like electrical circuits and stuff.
It feels small and old.
It tastes like a normal lunch, much like a toaster in a bathtub, connected into the wall by the way,
With a knife inside it. Sounds like whatever I am watching at whichever volume I choose. It used to be my pop’s phone before he passed away.
It looks so cool because of all the flashing lights.
It smells like nothing
It feels smooth and solid.
It tastes like electric
It sounds like very silent fans spinning with a medium sized fan motor.