Toothsome

What is up with these tooth dreams?!? Seriously.

This time it was just one tooth, one of my canines. It had broken and part of it was kind of hanging there, attached to the rest of the tooth by some sort of weird skin-like flap. (Skin of my teeth indeed.) My main concern was that I knew I had to get this tooth fixed and I didn't have any kind of insurance and pretty much no money. I was really quite distraught over it and I kept thinking how nice it would have been if it were all a dream.

And then after being awake for awhile this morning I remembered the dream and was grateful that it was just a dream.

I find that in many of my tooth-breaking dreams I now have similar thoughts, like: Oh no! I'm not dreaming; this time it's real! I wonder if it's simply because I'm now aware that I have these tooth-problem dreams pretty frequently, so that awareness creeps down into the dreams themselves. Except I'm never able to grasp that it really is a dream; if I could, maybe I could start flying around or something.

I do like them flying dreams better than these broken-tooth dreams. Yeah. Like, really.

Ohandalso I dreamed about getting really, really lost with my younger sister Becky. I can't remember if it was part of the same dream or not, but I think it was.

Interpretation:

Huh. Same as always: lack of control, anxiety (specifically about insurance & finances at the moment) and so on and so forth.

And the getting lost? Pretty much because I've realized since moving here that the infallible sense of direction I thought I had is complete and utter bunk.