Thanks for stumbling across my escape, or what you refer to as blog. I have a lot of random thoughts that slip between my ears and this is where I get to put them down, hash them out, and try to make sense of everything.
It happened. 27 years into my life and the dentist finally dropped the bomb on me.
I have a cavity.
I understood, but I refused to believe it. I brush my teeth. I floss (ok, that record...
I'm Kait, a single twenty-something year old trying to successfully navigate these formative years, only to find a number of bumps along the way, which, you guessed it, is just my luck.