Toothpaste For The Soul
Toothpaste for the soul
2:00AM
All throughout my home,members of my family are fast asleep, twisting and turning as they explore their 2nd,3rd and 4th dreams. The city streets are barren and the silence is a deafening one. The only illumination,other than the semi functional street lights,is the inexpressibly beautiful rays of the moon and the enigmatic stars that dance amongst the blank canvas of the night sky. It seems everyone in the neighborhood has been visited by the sandman and all have been met with slumber. All but I. Alas, I have my own solutions to my insomnia. I reach for my black box of magic, and pull out a bag of green happiness. Even without it being open yet, The scent of the bags contents still tickles my nose. But once open, the
