I’m lost. Lost between dreams and reality. I live in a world between dreams and reality. It’s my world. It’s a world where everything is nonsense. But, it would be so nice if something made sense for a change. If I only knew where to find the closet, I would go to Narnia. If I knew the right direction, I would fly to Neverland. If I met a White Rabbit with a pocket watch, I would follow him down the rabbit hole and venture into the unknown. I would eat the cake that said, “eat me” and I would drink from the bottle which said “drink me”.
If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn’t. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn’t be. And what it wouldn’t be, it would. You see?