Sometimes a picture is worth a thousand words. . . Out of Nowhere :: May 20, 2018 Slept in. No hurry in getting ready for the day. Relaxed with my momma and aunt. Spent
“The grand procession came, the King and Queen of Hearts. Alice was rather doubtful whether she ought not to lie down on her face like the three gardeners, but she could not remember ever
In light of yesterday’s conversation between Alice and the Cat: Time is a strange phenomenon, one that is difficult to understand or explain… It is something we are constantly encouraged not to squander but in
Alice sighed wearily, “I think you might do something better with the time,” she said, “than waste it in asking riddles that have no answers.”“If you knew Time as well as I do,” said
“Cheshire-Cat, would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?”“That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,” said the Cat.“I don’t much care where—“ said Alice.“Then
“What sort of people live about here?”“In that direction,” the Cat said, lives a Hatter; and in that direction lives a March Hare. Visit either you like: they’re both mad.”“But I don’t want to
In my upside-down world, not feeling well has a whole different meaning. The memories of chemo gut punch my soul. The anxieties of recurrence paralyze my mind. Talking becomes too hard. Thinking becomes even
So, for most of my life, I’ve learned how to compartmentalize. You know, the skill where you put something “aside” because whatever it is that you are currently doing simply cannot be done with