Every once in a while I re-read Alice in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll (I know – that is not the complete title.) I am ready to read it again. Often what spurs me is when I am confounded by circumstances . . . sometimes personal, sometimes by the way of the world which often doesn’t make sense.
Been a long time since I read “Alice in Wonderland.” I love rabbits, but I don’t want to fall down any holes.