I feel like Alice.
I finally stopped falling but I’m more lost than ever. I’m willing to give any door a try at this point but I’m either too big to enter or too small to reach the key. I don’t fit. So I sit here and cry. And I’m afraid if I opened the door I’d only find another world I didn’t understand. I can’t get my bearings in a land where Rabbits carry pocket watches. The waistcoat wasn’t a problem, but the watch? Curiouser and curiouser.