facing a decade long fear
hello. i am sitting on the couch right now, feet perched on the coffee table which is strewn with detritus: cups, tissues, wet towels, pill bottles, crusty bowls. i just took my second dose of tylenol + ibuprofen today and got bored of watching tv (the perfect match, ginny & georgia, bling empire new york, season 4 of you but it was so slow i lost interest, and now i’m playing modern family in the background). i’m checking my phone for updates on my doordash order of hot & sour soup and crab corn soup. the washing machine is running in the background, rinsing out the foul sickness smell and saliva out of my sheets.
yesterday i got all four of my wisdom teeth out, something i’ve been putting off for years because of fear.