I miss my baby teeth

May 08, 2006 18:06

Today I got a job at the Green County Prosecutor's Office as a law clerk. This summer I will compile the Human Resources manual for a work-release institution for $6.50 an hour.

Last night I had a dream that I ripped one of my teeth out. There was no blood but just a fear that I was doing something irreprable.
I really miss losing teeth, running my tongue along the gap between the tooth and the gum, and pushing it around with self-same tongue.

I have no heroes apart from an apocyrphal story about oxygen-discoverer Antoine Lavoisier blinking after he was guillotined.
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