You say “apple” to me and I’m #1, glossy skin, insides, all that
And how in the hell does one navigate life, or enjoy a book, if they’re not a #1?! Reading a book is like watching a movie. I subconsciously assign actor’s faces to characters and watch as the book rolls on.
Yet #5’s are not handicapped in the slightest. They’re so “normal” that mankind is just now figuring out we’re far apart on this thing. Fucking weird.
EDIT: Showed this to my wife and she was somewhat mystified as to what I was asking. Pretty sure she’s a 5. I get frustrated as hell when I ask her to describe a thing and she’s clueless. “Did the radiator hose pop off, or is it torn and cracked?” “I don’t know!”
EDIT2: The first Star Wars book after the movie came out was Splinter in the Mind’s Eye. I feel like I got that title. What’s it mean to you?


Riiight, but like, I can make some shit up about a fancy ass apple “The surface is mostly red, mottled with large swaths of not yet ripe green and yellow patches. It’s waxed, shiny skin reflects rays of a nearby lightsource behind me. There’s a slight bumpiness to it, almost like goosebumps, but not as pronounced, with darker spots at the apex of each peak. My mouth is watering.”
Meanwhile, if I try to picture an apple I actually don’t see shit because I have aphantasia, so…
Not everyone is like you.
i definitely believe you