Dream 7/2/2014

.”So. I see you don’t like to brush your teeth.”

I was staring into my own eyes, watching myself say these words. It was not a flattering statement, but I looked coy and sweet, not disgusted. In reality, I take better care of my teeth than most, I’m sure. With the floss and all that. Perhaps it was an admission – things we have to do don’t necessarily have to be enjoyable and we can still take pride in it.

I don’t remember anything else.

It’s been difficult remembering my dreams, lately. About a week or so, it seems. But, I remember finding them to be vivid at the time. And then they are just gone.


About Jessica Lee

Jessica is a twenty-something poet who performs most of her work on stage in Spoken Word. She has found writing therapeutic since she was child, and has pursued it ceaselessly. She enjoys writing even the most fleeting thoughts and dreams as SensicalRavings. Between long retail shifts, she enjoys writing observational pieces (always with a slant) of locally relevant subjects as ALLGainesville. If you appreciate inspiring, coming-of-age suppositions, become a follower. Though it's not always roses, it's raw!

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