I see the way…

The jump off lines is from Collecting Light by Deb Cooper and this is from a day when I’m not feeling the prompt:  

I see the way my fingers dip into the trough of hand cream and withdraw while leaving the shape intact. I see the way, or rather feel the way, this pen I’m holding to write slide up and down my hand because it is slippery with cream. 

I see the way my hair falls across my face like a curtain that obscures vision because I had gone for the ionic straightening treatment. I see the way jigsaw puzzles click into place as I line up the right pieces next to each other. 

I see the way bad actresses tense up their muscles as they smile or act angry. I see the way right ahead of me, the pavement right in front.

I see the way the timer ticks down in seconds but the blue line that goes around the circle with the countdown in the middle hardly moves at all. I see the way white cursor on my PC screen stays motionless because the mouse is still, nestled below me. I see the way the blue line is now visibly shorter as time ticks off. I see the way a porcelain work can change colour under different lighting or I imagine it does. I see the way.