I’m still mad as hell, breathing fire and brimstone, that the world is not according to how I would like it. I feel like bashing my head on the desk. Who do I think I am anyways that I could put in such an order? When has anybody listened and heard me? Perhaps that’s what infuriates me the most, my insignificance and helplessness.

There! I’ve said it outloud. I’m feeling better. It’s like getting a bit of oxygen when you’re gasping for air. I’m feeling like Alice, falling down the rabbit hole. Sometimes I feel like I’m going mad. Wonderland would be a good place to be in for a mind break. I could have tea with the Mad Hatter, March Hare and Door Mouse and talk nonsense.

I really enjoy these wonderful lines.

From Alice.

• “I can’t go back to yesterday because I was a different person then.” 
• “What is the use of a book,’ thought Alice, ‘without pictures or conversations?” 
• “I give myself very good advice, but I very seldom follow it.” 
• “Curiouser and curiouser!” 

From the Mad Hatter & March Hare:

• “Why, sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.” 
• “If you knew Time as well as I do… you wouldn’t talk about wasting it.” 
• “Begin at the beginning,’ the King said, very gravely, ‘and go on till you come to the end: then stop.” 
• “You used to be much more… muchier. You’ve lost your muchness.” 

From the Cheshire Cat:

• “We’re all mad here. I’m mad. You’re mad.” 
• “That depends a good deal on where you want to get to.” 
• “If you don’t know where you are going, any road can take you there.” 
• “You may have noticed, I’m not all there myself.” 

I haven’t been all there or here lately myself. But I think I’ve chased the madness out of me. I’m feeling much, much better now. What a relief, eh!