Which of the five goes?

A friend of mine asked me Friday night, if one of my five senses had to go, which would I choose. I had to think about what I would miss from each one.

Thursday night I spent an hour out on the edge of town looking at the stars. I’ve seen lots of bunnies on my runs lately. Sunsets are amazing. I’ve been a camera person since I was little. Colors. Places. People. I don’t think I could lose sight.42D

Crickets. Music. Birds. Laughter. Fireworks. The sounds of someone breathing. The voices of those close to me. I couldn’t lose hearing.

Not having a sense of feeling could be a safety issue. I wouldn’t know if I was burning myself with things or not. But more than that, if I couldn’t feel I wouldn’t be able to feel soft touches, silky fabrics, someone holding my hand, fuzzy blankets, grass. I don’t want to lose feeling.

I asked some friends today and they said they’d probably go with smell. But smell is such a huge memory trigger for me. Flowers. Baked bread. Rain. So many memories are so much stronger for me because there is a smell associated with them. I don’t know that my memory would be complete without it. I don’t want to lose that one either.

So I guess that means that even though I’d never taste the wonderful Brazilian food at Tucanos or chocolate or strawberries or fresh bread and butter again, I’d have to go with taste.

I’m really glad it’s only hypothetical though and I can keep all five.