Loose tooth.

Remember how it felt to have a loose tooth as a kid ?

Partly it was a pleasurable experience.

It was all-consuming & distracted you whilst you were supposed to be concentrating in lessons.

You spent hours prodding it with your tongue, moving it this way & that. Even the slight pain that came with moving it around was bearable because at the end of the pain was the anticipation of the tooth fairy & that 50 pence piece.

After the tooth was gone, the hole it left felt chasm-like. Your tongue would unerringly find the hole reminding you of what used to be there. Time goes quickly when you’re a child and you forgot quickly.

I wish there were tooth fairies for grown-ups.

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