Sometimes it is only when the niggling pain goes away that you realise just how irritating and distracting it had become.
A sore tooth can sit for weeks just beneath the threshold of consciousness before you finally decide to do something about it, and you leave the dentist full of optimism, hope and love for all humanity now that you can think clearly.
Well, like a man who bangs his head against a brick wall because it feels so good to stop, I've finally given up procrastinating and visited my dentist.
And life is good.
The toothache has been sorted. The ringing in my ears has stopped. I can breathe freely and that sharp pain whenever I bend over sideways has finally cleared up. I can be at peace whenever and wherever I want to be, and life is good.