I'd be too scared to take it.
I'd like to know some things. I'd like to know how to make proper eye contact without thinking about it. (Or at all, really.)
I'd like to know how to enjoy small talk and have an instinct about the right things to say to make people happy and comfortable.
I'd like to be less sensitive to multiple noises going on at once, or certain frequencies of sound.
I'd like find it easier to accept spur-of-the-moment schedule changes, outings, and other plans.
I'd like to be less self-conscious and not to experience depersonalization.
But I don't want to stop caring about the sorts of issues that are dear to my heart, to be less intelligent, to stop wondering, to be satisfied with distractions and trifles.
I'm sure that sounds haughty... but I don't mean it that way. I just notice and wonder about things that most people don't even talk about, and the idea of ceasing to do this would frighten me to my core. It would feel like choosing to live in the matrix.