Mind

I dont truly feel things like i used to.. the way happiness or sadness was all emcompassing long back.. feelings used to had a live connection to the head..or heart(whatever it is we feel with).. that has been cut now. now things are filtered.. almost like the sensitivity dial has been turned down.. maybe like the aperture of a camera..you just roll it up to reduce what comes in..what is recorded.
perhaps it is that the first time you do something it creates a new circuit..all fresh and sharp in flavour.. then the second time it is a little less so..third time it is almost bland.
for instance.. the sights and sounds of this beatiful place i live in no longer holds any appeal to me..execpt when i go with someone who is new here..then i too can feel a little of the wonder the other person feels.
maybe it is like how a kid is all ticklish..super sensitive..
i know someone grown up who is like that.. super sensitive..to touch..to ideas..to emotions.. maybe it is nice to be like that. even when you have grown up. or maybe it is not so nice because then you have to be on your guard all the time.. having to hide behind walls and barriers..