losing your senses

Awhile back a friend of mine was doing a school project where she had to ask people, "if you were going to lose one of your senses which one would it be and why?" She asked me that question and I thought about it. I asked her instead of which one I would be ok with losing could it be the one I didn't want to lose. She said no but just for laughs which one do I not want to lose and why? I said I would be ok with losing any of the senses as long as I could keep my sight. Not because I don't like walking into things, I do that just fine with my sight, but because I would miss seeing things. Let me explain a little. I have never touched, heard or smelled something (in a good way) that took my breath away. I have seen a whole lot of things that made me stop and stare. Completly engrossed in what was in front of me at the moment. God has an amazing color palette. Sunsets in Hawaii, butterflies in Pismo, nature and the look on someone's face when they are truly happy. I wouldn't trade seeing the way my sister looked on her wedding day. I think I would be ok without my sense of touch or hearing. I wouldn't mind never again hearing the yappy little dog from next door. I would miss my sense of taste but I would get used to it. I would seriously be forever depressed over the loss of my sight. I don't think that quite answered her question but that was my answer.