Writer's Block: The Expendable Sense(s) and some babble
Q: If you had to give up one of your five senses, which could you live without?
A: The sixth one.
No, um; I guess...well, it's a tie between smell and taste. They both can be useful sometimes (i.e., poison in the air or food), and both can be very nice; but I like and need seeing, hearing, and feeling more. Of course, I think I could survive without my sight; technically I could survive losing my hearing, too (though that would be harder to compensate for). I'd just miss both of them terribly. But, I'd still prefer to lose them fairly suddenly now, not have them just fade out--and I would want the memory, even if it were tainted by a slow dilapidation. I'd hate to be born blind and not know what I was missing. Thankfully, it's too late for that :D Okay, maybe part of me would prefer to lose one of the "bigger" senses, like sight. It would be almost cool to have glasses and a cane; and start fashion trends when I dressed myself. Plus, people wouldn't respond quite the same or realize what I was missing if I couldn't taste, versus couldn't see. But then, I love art and writing (on my own, no one reading it), so that would really suck...And why am I even "deciding"? I'll deal with it when and if it happens; til then, enjoy life and all the sights, sounds, smells, and sensations it has to offer.
And no, I'm not depressed; though I think this entry sounds like it. I did just watch most of a sorta serious movie: The Brothers Grimm. And now I want to see if the library has it so I can watch the beginning and climax. That's the problem with Saturday matines on the tv; I never seem to be in the room for the first quarter, and supper always comes in the most crucial time *mockingly grumbles*. But supper did taste very good; and the special effects looked quite cool; and I think I'm becoming a Lena Headey fan...maybe...
Yeah, and I'm in love with deviantART, so I'm not spending much time here, so, much to my friends' joy, I am probably going to be writing quite a lot less. Of course, school's contributing to that; I haven't quite gotten used to the pace yet this year. And here I am thinking in a British accent again.
TTFN,
Allison
A: The sixth one.
No, um; I guess...well, it's a tie between smell and taste. They both can be useful sometimes (i.e., poison in the air or food), and both can be very nice; but I like and need seeing, hearing, and feeling more. Of course, I think I could survive without my sight; technically I could survive losing my hearing, too (though that would be harder to compensate for). I'd just miss both of them terribly. But, I'd still prefer to lose them fairly suddenly now, not have them just fade out--and I would want the memory, even if it were tainted by a slow dilapidation. I'd hate to be born blind and not know what I was missing. Thankfully, it's too late for that :D Okay, maybe part of me would prefer to lose one of the "bigger" senses, like sight. It would be almost cool to have glasses and a cane; and start fashion trends when I dressed myself. Plus, people wouldn't respond quite the same or realize what I was missing if I couldn't taste, versus couldn't see. But then, I love art and writing (on my own, no one reading it), so that would really suck...And why am I even "deciding"? I'll deal with it when and if it happens; til then, enjoy life and all the sights, sounds, smells, and sensations it has to offer.
And no, I'm not depressed; though I think this entry sounds like it. I did just watch most of a sorta serious movie: The Brothers Grimm. And now I want to see if the library has it so I can watch the beginning and climax. That's the problem with Saturday matines on the tv; I never seem to be in the room for the first quarter, and supper always comes in the most crucial time *mockingly grumbles*. But supper did taste very good; and the special effects looked quite cool; and I think I'm becoming a Lena Headey fan...maybe...
Yeah, and I'm in love with deviantART, so I'm not spending much time here, so, much to my friends' joy, I am probably going to be writing quite a lot less. Of course, school's contributing to that; I haven't quite gotten used to the pace yet this year. And here I am thinking in a British accent again.
TTFN,
Allison