Faustus is in unfamiliar territory!
While
16 months ago
sitting on the dentist chair, trying to keep my mouth as open as possible and trying to focus on a safe distant place on the ceiling through all the hands and lamps and tools and goggled faces… I figured I’m rarely this open to be “examined” and “fixed.” Despite the awful sound of drilling and unpleasant smell of sanding stone… maybe it’s the realization that there is something to be fixed that lets me sit there and allow them to do what they find fit.
However, once or twice a year would be frequent enough… I don’t think it’s healthy to open up more often! :)
