The tastes and that we taste, The smell and that we smell. The sight and sights themselves; The fact of silence, how it feels. And touch? Is velvet like our bristly toothbrush? How asleep we are Though eyes are open. Who is it, that real person Inside you? And who is you?
The Things We Take for Granted 11.15.2020 A Sense Of The Ridiculous II; Arlene Nover Corwin
Note: I could have called this “Some Things We Take For Granted”, for I well understand the limitless extent of what we do not think about or notice. But as one who has lost the sense of taste and smell, who has had fingers amputated due to sepsis, I know and am beginning to deeply understand the before and after of what it means to 'take for granted'.