dear not so fast diary,
whatever that was i had stuck in my gum i finally dug out with my dental pic and goodness it feels like i let the air out of a balloon under there and i think i should have been a dentist. it's better now, as are the moods of others, but the night ain't as young as it was earlier. i've painted my nails and had a nap, let the dogs out and had a huge dose of liquid tylenol. i am ready to lay back down and start to untwist the sad dreams i just had during my nap. i know that my dreams were nothing but a recap of the day and i hate those kind of dreams, but i don't get to choose. the unknown will lead you to fear and fear is the beginning of wisdom and i learned this many years ago. it is when i let go of the fear is when i became one with being retarded. i still should have been a dentist. i can sure tell when someone has a missing tooth.
