‘if i couldn’t feel pain for a week’

Pain. Pain. I have been hurt so much that when a knife slips while cutting vegetables I stare at the blood for a minute before I feel the sting. There are so many different aspects of pain that if I could live without it I may be a completely different person. Pain? Love. If I couldn't feel pain for a week would I not feel love, since there is so much hurting in the love I feel?

Let's see what I should say. I would be clumsier than I already am while cutting things and would build all the fires I could build. I'd take a pan out of the oven with my bare hands, I would eat hot soup without hesitating. I would love without a fear of falling. This is my idea of living life to the fullest.

I don't think I could trust myself to not feel pain for that alotted time. I would either live normally or live dangerously, however, just because I don't feel pain doesn't mean it's not there. If I sliced my finger cutting onions and cannot feel the knife's blade, I would continue letting the blood flow. After the week was over the cut would still be there. Some scars we create hurt more as they heal.

Pain is not the best part of life but it is integral. I'm afraid of it but I need it at the same time; I need to be reminded of my mortality on a daily basis.