Title: The Mysterious Fall of My Last Tooth

Today, I caught myself staring into the mirror, nervously running my tongue over what used to be my favorite tooth.
Dreaming about losing a tooth always leaves me with this strange mix of anxiety and nostalgia.
It's funny how a simple dream can make you reflect on all those tiny moments we take for granted, like smiling without a second thought.
Sometimes I wonder if it’s just stress or maybe some hidden longing to hold onto childhood innocence forever.
Life’s little mysteries, right?