“The touch of a voice, the taste of a smile, the scent of a skin. See like a blind man and hear what lives within.” Unknown
Today, I want to hear from you.
If you could choose only one, which of the five senses would you want to keep for the rest of your life?
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I’m thankful I can smell fresh laundry, taste wasabi, feel the cowhide rug under my bare feet, hear the bossa nova music playing right now, and see the future in my grown-up girls. But if I had to choose only one of my senses for the rest of my life? Hmmm…
What about you?
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