Watched Tim Burton's Alice In Wonderland over the weekend and the scene where The Mad Hatter laments that Alice has "lost her muchness" reverberated muchly with me. The last 6 months has been a whirlwind and yet passing painfully slowly at the same time. Too many life changes (and I don't DO change) has left me barely coping better than a silent bowl of jello.
Trying not to make sudden movements lest I scare myself.
Read this interesting article that articulates what I'm thinking much more clearly than I could ever say.
Where does the time go?
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