Plus, I had been wandering around trying to find Aaron, and I found him on a deck/porch with a bunch of friends, smoking a cigarette with them! I was SO mad. He hadn't smoked in at least two years, and there he was, doing it again. I stormed off, still in the pursuit of a dentist.
I ended up finding a bathroom to check out my teeth in. The tops were so loose, I just pulled them all off, so I wouldn't accidentally bite down on them and break something. I wrapped them in a paper towel, to save for later, but underneath the tops of my teeth were wires, sprouting everywhere! They were the nerve endings. I had to be careful not to bite down on them, either, and I couldn't move them around easily, there were so many, and they sprouted up so tall. How could all of those fit under my tooth??
And that's it...so strange. I seem to be having a lot of tooth dreams lately.
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