Imagine losing your sense of smell.
Then you sense of taste disappears into the ether.
You sense, if that’s the word, what’s next, but you fear the silence and darkness.
That’s the plot of “Perfect Sense” starring Ewan McGregor and Eva Green.
I was astounded by the power of silence. After watching the movie, some of which is perfectly silent, my Beloved and I are toying with the concept of eliminated all sound for just one day.
No National Public Radio.
No calling the dog from the back yard, “Chloe, get in here! Right now!”
No phone calls (take that, telemarketers!).
How much would we miss the ability to communicate with sound?
I think, briefly, I couldn’t live without ambient sound, but of course, that’s hyperbole. If forced to, I probably could.
But taking a sound diet might make me appreciate the sounds I hear and take for granted every day.
Like the sound of my Beloved’s voice. Or his breathing. Or his heartbeat.
My little dog’s wheeze as she lies beside me.
The sound of children playing down the street and the click of my keyboard.
Tap, click, tap.