Thursday, August 03, 2000

Losing my sense of taste

I decided I needed to quit smoking once and for all when I realized my cravings for food were based more on texture than flavor. I had dulled my sense of taste sufficiently that I was choosing foods for the physical sensations they gave me, not their flavor, their seasoning.

You can imagine my shock when I realized I was choosing men for the same reasons.

I caught myself evaluating guys not for how I felt about them (because, by and large, I didn't) but for how they felt. Like my sense of taste, I had reduced my sense of men to the very basics: tactile sensations, appearance, convenience. This wasn't the direction I'd thought I was heading at all.