Lately my mind has been all over the place, racing from one subject to another, from one daydream to another. Seems as though I cannot clear my head lately. Between pressuring myself to lose weight, write my novel and get through the holidays, I feel like I am swimming through the air with no sense of direction. My dress is over my head and I am free falling watching the chairs, lamps, and tables float above my head in this never-ending tunnel.
For a few years I felt complete, then one day I woke up and felt like I had slammed into the hard checkered floor of the rabbit hole. I drank from the wrong bottle and now I am too tall to fit inside the door. If I ever catch up with the white rabbit, then what? And why am I chasing him in the first place?
Then there is The Queen of Hearts, forever in the way...quite menacing yet I must bow and curtsy with much reluctance or else my head will get chopped off.
Occasionally the Cheshire Cat appears when least expected to help point me in the right direction, however it is not without frustration at trying to decipher his riddles. He smiles then disappears as suddenly as he appears.
I've visited the Mad Hatter and attended his tea party, only to never eat one crumb of cake or drink the tea in the numerous pots chaotically placed on the long table. Enough with switching chairs, I want my permanent place at the table.
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