In a rare and magical moment, I have both the social stamina and paralyzing dental health anxiety to solve this problem now instead of putting it off.
Instead of waiting for the calm time, there in the distance. The one where I’m really on my feet. Just over the horizon; always soon, always postponed.
The nowhere I banish goals still too far out of reach. Not all of them, though. Not this. I center myself, muster my conversational spontaneity, And dial my dentist.