Rip, slip, Brush. AH!

Here's the deal.

I saw my teeth the other hour.

A lot. They weren't BRIGHT white, but they were pretty bright.

Um. I also saw remnants of something I used to wear around my head. But then a bug crawled into my ear and... well.

There were a lot of bugs where I was.

But, when I looked into the mirror and saw my teeth, I couldn't look away.
And then my hands laced up like shoes and I laughed.

The purple around my eyes, and the constant noise from the book on the windowsill just tore me apart.

And then sleep.......I could feel my teeth burning.

Sleepy tight.