It's almost 11 pm.
And I stand awake.
Burns on my feet ache as well as my chest.
But I'm too loopy to pay any attention to that.
My eyes wonder towards my "Alice and Wonderland" poster, and I see the Mad Hatters bubbly eyes.
And I realize my wanting to fall in line behind the white rabbit.
In line for tea and cookies.
Maybe I want to fall down the rabbit hole and run into clocks just like Alice.
And cry until I get my " I'm sorry you're miserable" cake.
But I suck it up, like a buttercup, and spread my wings and fly along the horizon until I can't see light.
