Dream

Posted on June 2, 2010 in Dentition Dreams

After cruising the streets of Salt Lake City, I find myself in a dentist’s chair. The dentist reviews the care I’ve received from six different professionals. He focuses especially on one, whose treatments I found especially palliative. A graphic illustrates what I think was done to my mouth — the good spread clear across the palate touching all corners. Then he shows me that it was only a single tooth. The light that was that tooth disappears. I tremble so hard at the thought it was all in vain that I wake up.