Wisdom Tooth


And so i went- and there- once again, I fought my fears- the Dentist’s gadgets.

Question- when one’s wisdom tooth’s gone, would it mean that- one is no longer wise? :-)

Kidding aside, what I realize today is that-when that “fear” surfaces, one’s resiliency comes into play as well. Mine seem to rests on being talkative when nervous- as always, hehe. Of course it was painful, when doc carol was pulling my tooth-but I know I have to feel that pain- because I want that tooth gone.

Just like Life- when we decide to let go of something, we have to brace our selves for a painful ride; but at least- we can’t point our fingers to anybody else-that would be nonsensical- it is simply a consequence of a choice we’ve made.