Im Scared Of My Teeth Falling Out (And Other Non Sequiturs About Control)

Les Anderson

Apparently when you dream about your teeth falling out, it means you are experiencing some sense of powerlessness in your real, conscious life. Or it means that you’re vain and frighten of being flawed. Hm.

I searched for the meaning online because I know dreamings about your teeth falling out are supposedly very common, and I came across a Huffington Post article that really didnt gives people any concrete answersbut I feel like Ariana Huffington has been parading around lately because she merely re-discovered sleep or something, so I figured she would know what she was talking about when it came to weird dreaming analyses.

I suppose I’ve been dreaming about my teeth falling out because I am constantly astounded when I recollect how people can exist without me.

It will never not be shocking to discover that someone who has satisfied me isnt immediately enraptured with me. I dont think Im inevitably a self-absorbed personI am actually not that great, but still pretty funnyI am just so easily obsessed with other people that it defines me back a little bit when I realize thats not really how things work for everyone else.

Of course this applies to people who have walked in and then out of my life( messy exit or not ), only for me to see a post or hear a tale about them that sends me into a spiraling of both rage and disarray. Am I dreaming about my teeth falling out because I’m vain and think people should stop living “peoples lives” if I’m not in them?

But it also merely applies to the couple sitting across from me in this random metro auto who are both clutching their knapsacks in their laps and with their gaze so intensely fixated on the map of metro lines that crisscross across the city. They’re clearly visiting. They don’t know who I am and I don’t know who they are or what they’re doing here or how long they’re staying or if it’s the first time they’ve been here or if they’re in love or if this trip is supposed to fix things or what’s in their knapsacks. I don’t even know what stop they’re getting off on.

Sometimes I virtually lose my intellect while strolling through crowd and realizing that millions upon millions of people are existing and life and have lives and families and pasts and friends they think are as important in the grand scheme of things as I suppose my life and family and past and friends are.

I am crossing routes constantly with people and none of us know it.

And then I go home and dream my teeth are falling out and Im stuffing them back in my mouth and when I wake up, I have to run my tongue along the backs of my teethfeeling the security of the permanent retainer my wretched dentist attained me get five years ago because apparently my tooth roots are short which really doesn’t help my already established dread of my teeth falling outchecking each one for even the slightest wiggle.

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