How to share a Horrifying Experience

I did once yell “Pants baby, pants!” in my sleep. I have no idea what I was dreaming about … other than pants.

The dead bug in my toothbrush thing happened too. Physically, emotionally, psychiatrically, I was not prepared for the grim, meat-hook realities of living in Florida. I found myself thinking, At least it was a small bug in my toothbrush. If it had been one of those palmetto bugs (a charming euphemism for what is actually a cockroach the size of your thumb) I might never have brushed my teeth again.


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