Sense of Everything

I look up at the sky, but have no feelings of anything... I smell nothing, taste nothing, hear nothing, all I am able to do is look at my surrounding in a daze. I open my mouth to scream, but nothing comes out. I feel tears prick my eyes, but know not where my hands are to wipe them away... Finally, my eyelids close down...

What is this... what is wrong with me? The screeching of wheels, the squeals of cats, the voices of everything around me and yet, my sense of everything else is completely gone. It seems as if a truck is racing toward me, but even though I hear the crash against me and the crush of my bones, I feel nothing, and taste no blood in my mouth. Then...

I think I get this cycle now... only one sense at a time am I allowed to embrace. Now, what is it, taste eh? There's an iron stench in my mouth, probably from the blood I got a little while ago. I spit it out, only to have my mouth full of seawater. My mouth is unable to breath, and I struggle violently but have no idea what I am doing. Change my sense! Change, change dang it!

I can finally feel now, and pop myself out of the water and into land just in time. It appears that I'm panting, but I'm not sure. I feel around, touching branches, grass, flowers, and bark. I keep crawling forward, but still... I wonder when the last sense will come, sense of smell...

I smell it... I smell it! The romantic scent of flowers, the fresh scent of grass, the salty air of liquid. I turn my head, enveloped by even more scents and began to wonder why I was in this ordeal. Was this a test, or was it used to show how important our senses are and how much we take it for granted? I began to fully understand as, one by one, my senses fully come back.