Welcome To My Wonderland

Half-Lucid Thoughts

So I haven’t written in a while. School, work, and life are pretty darned good motivators to stay busy! The spa job that I was going to try worked out beautifully - lovely people, lovely atmosphere, lovely $$. Always a beautiful thing when the Universe works so lovely. 

Aaaaannd….I’ve given another cousin the virus… she’s into blogging now, too! Going to be interesting to read; she’s an avid outdoors-woman, and from the tone of her first post will be writing of her life and time on the amazing and grueling Alaskan frontier. While Mustang Sally and I are the equine aficionados, Wild Woman turned out to be just that - the wild woman! She downed her first caribou last fall, I believe it was, and trust me; that’s just the tip of the iceberg (as it were), for her Alaskan adventures! Be sure to read.

Progresso. 

My life has taken on a few tangled twists and turns, of late. I feel not unlike Alice who has just fallen down her rabbit hole into a rather stoned world of illusive white rabbits and mad, grinning cats. 

What’s more, I feel completely at home here in this web of wiles. What does that say about me? I don’t want to figure it out. I’d much rather sit by for the moment and sip my scotch watching that damned Cheshire cat frolic about and wonder just how much catnip he’s had… and if it works on humans. 

Seems a tad easier than trying to find the way out of the madness and endure the heartache in order to healthily progress in life. We can’t all be martyrs. 

Enter, Cheshire cat. 

But I can damn sure make IT a martyr. 

How does one figure out what elements of life are supposed to be there, and what aren’t? Or is it like scotch? You know it’s not really good for you. Well, you can convince yourself that it’s actually quite wonderful for you. It has so many charming side effects. It makes you think you’re invincible. You can do any damn thing you want! Fly off the roof? Sure! The fall won’t hurt THAT bad. 

But inevitably, you find yourself trying to pry your head out of your ass and your feet out of your mouth. 

So much for breaking the fall. 

For now though, it’s off to homework land. At least it’s a tad more lucid than Wonderland. 

Ciao.