If I could say goodbye to one flavor that I wouldn’t be able to distinguish anymore I would choose bitterness. The receptors on my tongue would not recognize this taste, and, along with my mouth, my brain would become bitter-insensitive.
I would not be afraid of bitter truth, I would bravely face it.
I would pass by the bitter sense of shame, leaving it behind me unnoticed.
I would stay deaf to bitter words of reproach and self-deprecation.
I would forgive all bitter enemies of mine and would never drop bitter tears of defeat.
I would live without grief and resentment, anger and disappointment, fear and depression, all these feelings that make life so bitter sometimes. It would be so easy if I could just switch off one of the flavor sensors.