Dear diary,
I’m a sinner. I’ve sinned! Why?
Potty mouth.
I’ve gotten a temporary crown this afternoon! For two hours, I’ve endured the numbing shots, the drilling sounds, and the burning tooth smell. I’m never gonna chew the same! In two weeks, the permanent down will be porcelain, adjusted, and such.
Seeing stuff.
I still can see air streamers come off moving cars. I can still see sadness behind the eyes of Das Squirrel as he said that he wished his mommy was here to attend his birthday party held at a dim sum place on Memorial Day. I can see that the big boss and others are afraid of me.
Hearing stuff.
I can count my blessings for being hard of hearing as the twosome ranted up front en route home bound after that dim sum lunch up north, as my daddy continues to annoy the shit outta me, and other crap coming from YouTube and other online blogs.
Overall, I’m still trying shift this reality and have observed nothing new under the sun. But maybe subtle gestures and hints like pulling my left finger on or about one o’clock yesterday afternoon after thinking about stuff! How dare y’all trespass against moi!
I’ve applied eye drops into my eyeballs. My right eyeball has been producing discharge and strings or films that cloud my vision. I’ve taken antihistamines and no longer seem drowsy after consuming two capsules in 24 hours.
A few days ago, I took selfies to upload into a makeup app on my smartphone and I noticed that my eyeballs looked like dead fish with black or darkened irises!
The following day I imagined that I’m a clone or possessed by those nasty grey aliens. The day after I intended to not agree to the bad stuff and forced or imagined healing.
I’m still falling apart. Thus is a fine way to age – failing teeth, eyesight, hearing, etc. The dentist was kind enough to polish of my recent chipped number two molar!
I’m pretty much finished experiencing being humanized. I’m done and kaput! I cannot wear my night guard to prevent bruxism and further damage to my teeth because yanking it out in the morning might pull off the lightly cemented crown!
Sincerely,
Flynn B awake and sedated.
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