We are Alice

Ever visit a place that you knew as a child? I mean, really knew in that intimate way that a kid ingrains such things? Everywhere you walk within that space as an adult somehow has to be reconciled with the child that still knows the place far better. Feels a little like walking through Wonderland, everything growing and shrinking unexpectedly as the present and past fight for dominance in your perspective. I am in such a place now. All I see is exactly as I remember, but yet has changed beyond recognition. Wonderland is the havens of childhood, and we adults are just another curious girl bumbling our way through the land we once navigated so simply. Mad as Hatters, grinning like Cats, and still unable to adequately answer the Caterpillar’s question.


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