I live on a very musical floor
Walking down the hall to my apartment, I slowed down to absorb the sounds and smells of the hallway on which my apartment is located. Strolling along, I passed through and enjoyed the aromas of a few different wonderful-smelling dinners. One of my neighbors is playing saxophone. And another, a few doors closer to mine, is playing piano. And I swear I hear something else that sounds like chimes, but I'm not sure. I passed through several conversations, a few TV programs, etc. And then came to my door. Inside my apartment, I can barely hear the sax now. Ah, the peace and quiet of home.
