The Psychological Impact of Repeated Drilling

Second nightmare re: the dentist, tonight. I have an appointment on Tuesday, you see.

( Mild nightmares, but cut anyway. )

So I woke up, went and brushed my teeth, opened a new bottle of mouthwash. It feels like showing up to a car wash with a napkin, but every bit helps, right?

Tuesday. Hopefully I'll be able to properly sleep at some point between now and then.

[EDIT: I finally got like ten hours of sleep which is nice. If I keep doing it at those hours, I'll sleep through the appointment.
It's always SOMEthing, isn't it?]