Challenge
One day in the life of an unfeeling person. Someone was born without the sense of taste, of touch and can't feel physical pain. Nor does he/she have a sense of smell. He/she can hear and see. He/she reached a mature age, and may be your neighbour or your barista, whatever fits for you. Give me one day, one entry in his diary. Have fun ;)
Perspective of a Stalker
My life is a void, it feels as though I'm just here to fill an extra space in time. I walk but i miss the smell of blooming poppy flowers, the sound of the morning birds, and worst of all i can't feel you. Your glimmering eyes shine like the morning stars, your skin kissed by the shining sun. All these words are all i have to truly feel. You sit each day to read a book by the nice oak table, drinking coffee i wish to taste just to feel some warmth. I sit here day by day hoping to say hello, but each day passes waiting for tomorrow. So day by day I'll fill this void until you wash my sorrow.