The White Rabbit

When my besty Kate told me to act aloof this spring, I had no idea what she meant or what aloof would do. It was a statement that moved in, to the back of my mind, and as I thought about it the other day, I suddenly came to what I’m now calling “The White Rabbit” realization. This realization came to me in a state of deliria caused by a restless night in bed. Of course! What Katy was saying was so easy, why didn’t I just see it then? All I had to do was transform my character from Alice to the White Rabbit…
Mysterious, busy, excited, on the go and ruckus causing (all White Rabbit traits) were exactly the traits I gave up when I slipped into that black hole and landed in such an uncontrollable state of wonderland. I became a stalker petitioning attention…well that’s a little (maybe a whole lot) melodramatic but seriously, who wants to hang out with Alice? She asks too many questions, is emotionally unstable and doesn’t know how to play… And, someone who sings “I'm late, I'm late, for a very important date. No time to say "Hello." Goodbye. I'm late, I'm late, I'm late.” is far more intriguing.  If Alice would have appeared that way to The White Rabbit, well, The White Rabbit would have been chasing her instead.
Good advice, Kate. I need to remember to become involved and uninvolved all at the same time…and in the words of Humpty Dumpty to Alice:

“Impenetrability! That's what I say!"

And I mean, as Humpty Dumpty explained to Alice, that I’ve “had enough of that subject, and it would be just as well if [I’d] just mention what [I] mean to do next, as [I] suppose [I] don't mean to stop here all the rest of [my] life." —Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking Glass, 1872



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