I've been reading this thread for the past few days now and I'm intrigued. So much sensory input we receive and take for granted...I'm curious now to go through all mine. This may be kinda long.
First off, I think I'm kind of the odd one out because I love COLD. I love being absolutely frozen. I have voluntarily taken cold showers and baths, in fact when I have panic attacks the only thing that really helps is a freezing cold bath. It's just such a fantastic shock to the system, I love it. I miss snow so much, I enjoy slogging through about 3 feet of snow, my fingers and toes and ears and nose all numb and red, yum. My husband gets mad when I jack the air conditioning up way high, so to compensate I have fans going all over the house. I must have circulating air: fans going, if possible windows open, even in a car with the AC going I have to roll my window down at least a little, else I feel like I can't breathe.
On the opposite end, I hate heat. I hate being warm/hot, especially hate sweating. Bear in mind I live in FL and I'm considerably overweight, so pretty much walking out my front door puts me in a state of extreme discomfort. Dry heat is bad, wet heat/humidity is just awful, ugh. I actually get physically sick when I'm overheated: nausea, headache, sometimes just collapse. I think I'm more sensitive to heat and prefer cold because I have a slightly lower than normal body temp, I average about 96-97 degrees instead of 98.6.
I'm pretty well comfy as long as I'm not too warm and there's air moving over me. I have difficulties at night sometimes because most if not all of our pets (3 dogs and 3 cats) like to sleep on the bed with us and that can get rather HOT and confining, so I tend to kick the covers off a lot, except I still have to keep my feet covered. I love sleeping on clean cool sheets, the t-shirt/jersey type material are my favorites, so soft and comfy. And I must have my big fluffy pillow, I hate the flat ones, I can't sleep with my head flat down.
Clothes-wise, nothing tight, I much prefer my baggy jeans and big shirts. With a chunky body like mine, anything restrictive is just way too uncomfy. I hate bras and only wear one if I absolutely have to, like if we're going someplace nice. I don't even like shoes all that much, I have a pair of Birkenstock sandals that I wear all the time, they're open-toed so my feet can breathe. I hate closed up shoes, dress shoes and sneakers and all that, can't stand them. I go barefoot as much as I can, I have tough little hobbit feet.
I love to bury my face in my dogs' and cats' sides, I love the feel of their fur and their smell.
I love the smell of cologne on men.
I love thunderstorms, the louder and scarier the better.
I love to suck on cough drops, I eat them like candy.
I love to rip scabs off and pop pimples; I know, ew, but there's just something very satisfying about it.
I love having my hair washed and brushed; I have long thick curly red hair and my husband loves to play with it, it's very relaxing.
I love having my back cracked.
I love going under general anesthesia.
I love that sensation where you're just about asleep, your whole body is totally relaxed and pretty much shut down and you couldn't move unless you absolutely had to.
I love sweet foods, not just junk and chocolate but also stuff like sweet and sour chicken, barbecue, coleslaw, sweet potatoes, etc.
That's all I can think of, for now. 
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