Toothache

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My laptop doesn't recognize me anymore. When I flip it open, the face recognition stalls and hems and haws before, in a meek tone, it asks me to type in my pin. I like to imagine it's an old relative of mine- memory failing and embarrassed by the whole ordeal. It knows it's supposed to know me, but it can't quite bring me to the surface. Though, sometimes it does. Sometimes I watch it light up and raise a knowing finger and go "It's you! Come right in!" and I imagine it shuffling over to my files and getting them in order. Other times, my eyes unfocus and I see my reflection in the screen. I see my beard. I see my thinning hair. I see the salt and pepper sprinkled in my bangs. And I remember that it remembers me too well. Then I forget my pin for a moment. And press the keys harder than I need to.