I am Alice

I am Alice, trapped and trying to find my way home. The world is topsy turvy. I yearn to be back amongst comfort and safety from whence I came. Where cats are cats and rabbits cannot tell time. I long for the warm glow of my parents' hearth. I am learning more the workings of this place and trying to act accordingly but when what was big becomes small, and one-dimensional figure heads make the calls how can I but fall, fall, fall. I fear if I ever make it back home my family may not recognize me… I barely recognize myself. For it is I who has changed. The house may look the same but my reaction to it will be different. My perspective indefinitely altered from my time on the other side of the looking glass.