Sunday, September 24, 2017

A dream of decay.

The other week I was dreaming -

My eyes were somewhere to the upper back left of my head like I was outside myself, and I was also in myself doing some pro-active dental hygiene.

My mouth was open like I had no upper jaw or even head, and my gums were a pale purplish bloody red and mountainous, particularly the one on the left.

I had my hand up, and was gently massaging it a bit here and a bit there towards the top, and I kept thinking to myself, that nothing would probably help.

Yet, I kept doing it.

. . .

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