Once upon a time a girl decided to keep a journal of her adventures in writing (and elsewhere) in an attempt to stay on task, rally with other artists, and remember the sublime in everyday life.
A happy ending would be nice, but amusing failures will also be accepted.
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
I grind my teeth. That's not a total revelation, just lately confirmed by my dentist. "A lot of people in this country grind," said the hygienist.
They offered to make me a guard. But what I really want is to stop grinding my teeth.