Ever since the accident I've been having terrible dreams. I can't open my mouth, my teeth clench, I have no control over this. My teeth grind back and forth & sometimes they break. & I keep them. I try to pry my mouth open with my hands & it helps sometimes. When my teeth are in my hands they have little black holes. I suppose those are cavities. I've never had one before, & this scares me. I've been putting off going to the dentist since the dreams have started. I'm afraid it's all true. I'm afraid I really have started grinding my teeth, & maybe there are black holes where I can't see it.
& maybe that's the same with life. Big black holes everywhere, that you can't see, sucking people up & away & they'll never see the light of day, again.
I woke up one evening & yelled "I'm dying, I'm dying! Do you see it?! I feel it!" & he said "Such a wild bird! You can't be dying with all of that life in you." & that's when a tears started streaming. & who knew that wild birds could cry.
