fork raze today in "things i wish i hadn't done while eating lunch": allowing my brain to confuse the pronged apparatus that skewered my salad with the food it held for just long enough to bite down on stainless steel, leaving me to believe i'd broken my teeth beyond repair until the waves of pain began to dissipate. for all i've been through with my mouth, i didn't mean to subject it to that moment of absent_minded agony. i hope it can find it in its enamel to forgive me. 250415 what's it to you? who go blather from