I don't know about you, but when I finish brushing my teeth, I like to give a big smile to the bathroom mirror and inspect my work. Usually it's just a big grin followed by a quick nod of approval - "yep, got it all; take that cavities!" then I shut off the light and crawl into bed or head out to work. This entry however, is not about the "usual" experience. This is about the other times.
The times that when I give that big smile, I see my teeth for what they really are: EXPOSED BONES. How crazy is that?! Your teeth are bones that have poked thru the skin and are meant to be there. How did the human body know which kind of bones can be on the outside and which kind need to be buried beneath muscle and fat and nerve endings? How did the human body know what food grows on planet Earth so it in turn knew the varying types of pointy and flat mouth bones to create? If the human body knew these bones were going to be exposed, how come they weren't better protected from the barrage of corrosive substances that are forced upon them without consultation?
Anyway, your teeth are bones just like mine. Think about it for a while.
