Sunday Morning: Writing Prompt Exercise

You'd think that someone who spends so much time and energy trying to ignore the world as it really is would welcome a blindfold. You would be wrong. I hate it, hate it the minute the blue bandana goes round my head, knotted softly at the back of my head - I want to be able to see everything, to know what's coming. But Anne's promised me a good time, and she hasn't lied to me yet.

They say that when you lose your sight, all of your other senses improve. You can smell more, hear...