the sense of touch / the human body
a day with my sis's friend awarded me with homemade blackberry sauce that i had put unreservedly on top of some chicken hash.

i was given a jar to go and i used it recently with mesquito buffalo wings. not sure that was a good combination. the chicken hash and blackberry definitely was, though, at least.

as a consequence of chewing on blackberries, a single blackberry seed lodged into a perfectly shaped blackberry-seed-sized cavity i have in the crest of one of my molars. i had to perform something like oral surgery (okay not really) to get it out. but, yeah, it took kind of a while.

but, anyway, i didn't mean to recount this story to gross people out.. i just wanted to say that, dude, our mouths are so cool. like a single alien misplaced thing can cause so much slight irritation. not even pain, just a recognition that it's there and like a feeling of illwill and annoyance.

like, having a strand of fallen hair on our bodies or especially in our mouths. it's tiny, it's so thin, yet it's so utterly annoying.

i think our bodies are so cool for being able to detect with such magnitude tiny little abberations from normalcy.

amazing.

(but then we train ourselves to get used to foreign introductions into our bodies that we acknoledge as, "okay, it's gotta be there" like braces or fake teeth. but, at first, maybe those feel weird as well.