no wonder God created all 5
i struggled SO much to do ANY and all of them. I tried. I tried. I failed everytime, i made it nowhere near 3 hours, my body and mind are too selfish to take them away. I thanked God though everytime I took the sense back, they are all just to great and have such an amazing purpose.
BUT my new sense i would think to be is:
a sense of foreboding.
definition:
- a feeling of evil to come; "a steadily escalating sense of foreboding"; "the lawyer had a presentiment that the judge would dismiss the case"
- an unfavorable omen
- fateful: ominously prophetic
i know there is a reason this isn't a sense because life is supposed to have the good and the bad, but in a fairy tale world, this would be cool.
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