To survive, I need the sense of sight and sound.

Senses of being needed, of being loved and of belonging came with the package and haunt me.

I would gladly give up common sense for a keen sense towards others’ feelings.

It would surely hurt. But without common sense, I can cry till my tears desiccate and my face disappears, I can brood till my brain shrivels, and I can shiver till my body dissolves.

And then, there would be no me to sense. Perfect.




In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Super Sensitive.”
“If you were forced to give up one sense, but gain super-sensitivity in another, which senses would you choose?”


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