any of the faculties, as sight, hearing, smell, taste, or touch, by which humans and animals perceive stimuli originating from outside or inside the body; the recognition of something as incumbent or fitting; a mental discernment, realization, or recognition; acuteness
Synonyms include: wits, reasons, common sense
Everyone has their 5 senses, as defined above. In layman's terms, your senses allow you to recognize sensations based on what you see, hear, smell, taste or touch. There are times, however, when life calls for senses beyond what our innate abilities can provide. In times like those, I have another five senses to depend on. They're called Cecile, Iya, Rochelle, Ate Tin-Tin and Riann.
Cecile, for the 13 years that I've known her, has sort of been my “6th sense” actually. Being that she's psychic and all, she tends to know a lot of what I’m feeling or thinking without me really saying much or anything at all. We could be riding a ski lift in Tahoe, walking around London eating our fish 'n chips, dancing in the rain in NYC, climbing up Swiss hills, jumping around Italy or just be sitting in her room - I don't have to say more than a few words (if any at all) for Cile to just know whether she needs to hug me, laugh with me or bop me upside the head. Aside from being my #1 advocate for travel, she's also the voice of my subconscious, begging me not to be afraid to know what makes me happy and then doing it. Iya (who I’ve known for 16 1/2 years) and I have literally seen each other through almost everything; loved ones passing, heartbreaks occurring (and sometimes recurring), *NSYNC fanaticism, friendships (including ours) changing, and yes, we’ve fought a few times. But she’s one of the unique people in my life who isn’t afraid to say something to my face, even if she thinks it might hurt me. She would rather I know the truth and grow stronger because of it, than be the fool who goes about knowing less than everyone else. She’s also the reason I stay awake at work, seeing as to how we spend more time emailing each other than actually working!
Rochelle is my twin. We met at a family party when we were 5 then somehow ended up in the same high school together! People tend to confuse us for one another because we're...petite, but don’t let her cute and happy-go-lucky façade fool you. This girl is pretty fearless (except when it comes to alcohol. She wants nothing to do with it.), and she’s gifted with this determined, tenacious spirit and personality that I often cannot fathom. In addition to that, she’s got a heart way bigger than she appears to be and the fact that she’s always so sympathetic and supportive keeps people like me who run to her, nice and sane.
If I ever lost one of these senses, life would be an impossible force to reckon with.