The Bloody Doors Off

If I were to lose one sense, by choice, if it made my life 50,000 times better in all aspects? I’d choose sound.

I’ve always been a visual person, and while I would miss the shit out of music, I could still deal.

But taste. That would hurt.

And for a couple of hours, I couldn’t taste anything tonight.

Started with the eCigarette. Things were fine, nice and tasty 5-star chilli. I filled up a second with beaver drops. Only I wasn’t getting any vape out of the second one. Which made no sense. And I noticed the battery was dying, so I swapped out the tips and put the second one on charge. Still couldn’t get anything out of the beaver drops, not even the vapour. So I think that cap is defective. But then I put back on the 5-star chilli and couldn’t taste a damned thing.

Even water tasted like… nothing. So I grabbed a tangerine orange and peeled it. (Okay, it felt weird.) And again, no taste whatsoever. So I tried a second one, and could taste the orange on my tongue.

But that was panic.

And that would’ve been one push too far this week.