revisited
last night, for the first time in a long time, i had a dream about my teeth falling out. there was a time i had these dreams every night. and it got to the point that it didn't phase me.
but it kind of freaked me out last night. maybe because i had lost two teeth in the dream. one was a molar and one was one of those fangy top teeth. (well, they are fangy!) it wasn't the molar that freaked me out because nobody could see that it was missing. but the one on the side/front...i was hysterical.
in the dream, that is.
and the pits where the teeth used to be HURT. it was terrible.
so i woke up and felt all around and had all of my teeth but couldn't help feeling as if i'd been visited by a ghost of sorts. to have a feeling so familiar wash over me yet have it feel so strange.
and, of course, the boys woke me up at 4 (tiggy wanted food). and then at 5 (tiggy wanted something, who knows). and then at 6 (sammy found the ball with the bell inside of it and thought it would be great to bring it up on the bed and drop it onto the hardwood floor. over and over).
what monkeys those boys are. tiggy almost sat square on my face at the 4 o'clock hour. thank god i was awake enough (barely) to turn away at just the right time. yikes! and as for the bell-ball, it will be retired at bedtime tonight. after i brush and floss and love every single one of my 32 pearly whites.
but it kind of freaked me out last night. maybe because i had lost two teeth in the dream. one was a molar and one was one of those fangy top teeth. (well, they are fangy!) it wasn't the molar that freaked me out because nobody could see that it was missing. but the one on the side/front...i was hysterical.
in the dream, that is.
and the pits where the teeth used to be HURT. it was terrible.
so i woke up and felt all around and had all of my teeth but couldn't help feeling as if i'd been visited by a ghost of sorts. to have a feeling so familiar wash over me yet have it feel so strange.
and, of course, the boys woke me up at 4 (tiggy wanted food). and then at 5 (tiggy wanted something, who knows). and then at 6 (sammy found the ball with the bell inside of it and thought it would be great to bring it up on the bed and drop it onto the hardwood floor. over and over).
what monkeys those boys are. tiggy almost sat square on my face at the 4 o'clock hour. thank god i was awake enough (barely) to turn away at just the right time. yikes! and as for the bell-ball, it will be retired at bedtime tonight. after i brush and floss and love every single one of my 32 pearly whites.
posted by emily b. at
11:37 AM
1 Comments:
omg! I dread this dream, too! my dream book--10,000 Dreams Interpreted--says loose teeth, teeth falling out or being spit out, all this signifies illness, even death. I had them like crazy in the months before my mom died.
Sounds like we've both got the haunts these days...
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