Dental Joys and Dellusions

Is it wrong, that I enjoy going to the dentist? I do, I went today. It was great.

I have this feeling though, that it's not fair. Like some people don't worry about money, some are not afraid to have their heart broken, and when someone obsessed with a secure income or very careful with their emotions meet someone like that, they can't help but have the feeling, that it's not fair they cannot be as light-hearted about these matters.

I see it in people's eyes, if we talk about dentists, and I honestly share, that I enjoy it; I actually go to see one as often as possible as a pure luxury. I've been told by dentists to stay away, because it wasn't good for my teeth to come that often. So now, I wait six to twelve months between each visit. Today it was actually only four months ago that I went last, but this was another dentist. Now I'm in my home-town for Christmas, and I didn't want to miss seeing this one when I'm here. He's really good. And he told me I already have to come back within eight months. He wants to fix something, that'll otherwise go bad. How wonderful is that? I told him I might be able to make it already before March.

He told me to floss more. Words of wisdom. Funny thing is, in my thoughts, I floss all the time. I'm a flossing type. Isn't that strange? But of course, in my mind, I'm also a tall blonde babe type with a potential of skills for practically everything, including berry farming, dunkey riding, pole sitting, mud swimming, finger painting, herring fishing, and sex. Apparently I live in my dreams.