I dreamt that one of my teeth exploded. It was the sixth tooth below and to the right, I was quite sure. The explosion was quite strong, but it did not hurt me at all. I do not remember any bits and pieces around the mouth. There was no bleeding, either. The explosion only woke me up at once. I immediately checked the tooth in question with my tongue. Then I checked it with an index finger. Nothing was wrong with it, though. I only had to pee. As I was getting up, my beloved turned toward me. “Going to pee?” she whispered. “I dreamt that one of my teeth exploded,” I mumbled as I shuffled toward the toilet. It was just past five in the morning. Both of us went back to sleep soon afterwards.