So I had a dream last night, a dream related to teeth. Now anyone who’s anyone, who knows anything
about dreams, know that teeth dreams are the ultimate bearer of bad news. Not that I’m keeping a spreadsheet, but pretty
much every single time I’ve had a tooth dream something bad has happened. The level of horribleness varies from tooth
dream to tooth dream, but something horrible does always happen.
So as I go about my day, I’m just waiting for it. What is this awful thing that is going to
happen. I carefully back out of my
driveway avoiding any type of fender bender.
Go the speed limit. Walk
carefully. Smile at everyone. Oh there’s a dog maybe it’ll bite me. Nope.
Go to the gym- maybe I’ll twist an ankle or something. Nope.
Shower- maybe I’ll slip or have a really bad hair day. Nope and nope.
Time goes by and nothing has happened. Nothing good, nothing bad, nothing out of the
ordinary. I’ve kind of forgotten about
it by this point and kind of think wow I’m beyond paranoid. But I mean there’s all these dream meanings
and dream dictionaries- I can’t be wrong.
Then I get an automated text message from my dentist reminding me about
a dentist appointment- which I need to reschedule. And the mystery is solved.
Moral of this story:
Don’t worry about what hasn’t happened
yet. Because it may never happen.
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