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posted by: AC (reply) post date: 04.27.06 (9:50 am) i like this comment. yahhhhhh! |
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Everything seems more alive than before. I don't think it's because I've never experienced a spring in this part of the country before. I don't think my eyes have become more sensitive. I honestly don't know what it is, but it's pretty cool. Everything appears to be more vibrant than I thought possible. It's like the flowers are fake, or photoshopped. It's not just the flowers, the things outside or that can be seen- it's things that can be smelled or felt, too. I realized that at the dentist yesterday. Normally, the dentist has used little or no numbing powers over me. Yesterday, even an extra dose didn't shelter me from acute pain. Not the worst ever- just slightly more than the allowable 'Hey, you're alive!'. It went into 'Hey, someone's poking around in your mouth!' For some reason, I was very aware of things like the smell of metal or whatever filling they had replacing my root, being drilled away. Between that and the goo that makes imprints, it was hard to not gag, and I spent more time concentrating on breathing than ever in my life. I am saying this because it was overwhelming and interesting. It was unpleasant, but not the worst ever, and I am grateful to have access to a dentist and flowers and the wonderful things that engulf me.