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Senseless

Sometimes my thoughts go to places that others' thoughts don't stray. Ok, so maybe  most of the time my thoughts go where others fear to tread. Like, in the past few hours I've watched two movies that had at their core the loss of a sense. The first was about a woman who'd lost her sense of hearing. It was a tearjerker of the highest water, as she fell in love with a man who's passion was, of all things, music.

It had a devastatingly heart breaking ending (hello, tearjerker) but it was tinged with happiness. I gave it 5 out of 5 stars. Several tissues later, I went in search of my next Sunday afternoon movie.I came across another movie about the loss of sense - touch. The main character can move, and hear, and see but he can't feel anything. Nothing. Of course, there's a deeper back-story but it got me to thinking... Of all of the senses, which of the senses would you miss the most?

I'd thought about what it must be like to be blind. I figured I'd hopefully learn braille. I thought about losing my hearing. Thought I'd learn sign language. If I lost my sense of smell or taste - I'd be bummed but I imagine I'd still have to eat. Perhaps I'd eat a bit less but, I'm sure I'd eat.

  Hearing, taste, smell, sight - all would be hard to deal with. But can you imagine? Not being able to feel? Maybe you've imagined being paralyzed...but what if you could move but just couldn't feel. I mean nothing at all. Not the arms of your child as they embraced you. The rain falling on your face. The wind against your cheeks or furling your hair. Nor the feel of your lover's lips pressed against yours.

You'd be able to go through the motions but with an inescapable detachment.

Perhaps that's why I'm a "hugger".

What about you? Of all of the 5 senses - sight, hearing, taste, smell and touch - which one do you think you'd miss the most?
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