Imagine if you were deaf: "I've been able to get rather similar perceptions just through regular living…walking on the street and feeling a subway train below the ground. I've felt the vibration of the grinding tracks…seen sparks or electric bolts when subway cars temporarily lose power…why would I grow so tired and bored of the senses that I have, that I would want to hear?"

Asimov, back in 1939, wrote a great short story that has stuck with me ever since I read it for the first time: The Secret Sense[1]. It tells the story of Martians, who are mocked and pitied by Earthlings for their terrible sense of sight and hearing, such that they have no appreciation for our great art, our paintings, our music. I won't give away any more of the plot, suffice to say I recommend you find yourself a copy to read, and hope it brings you the wonder and reflectiveness the story brought to me when I was a boy.

[1] https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Secret_Sense (contains spoilers)