Like many other people, I sometimes wish I could go. What a treat–to live in a place far from reality–to escape the burden of proper decision making.
It can be liberating for something to not make sense. Even though Wonderland isn’t safe, it doesn’t make sense–which I believe we all need at some point.
Life gets hard. We must do things that make no sense, for the sake of fun–for sanity. We want to escape the tragic fact that perfection is painful. It hurts for things to make sense–just as it would for them not to.
The difference is that one leans on logic while the other simply…is.
Is it logical for something to just be?
Perhaps this blog post makes no sense, but it isn’t supposed to. I just started thinking, that’s all–something I do a little too much–I started wondering.
Why did Alice leave Wonderland?
Would I stay in Wonderland?
Would I go that far to escape the burden of growing up?
Perhaps not–but I see how someone would go mad and stay with the Hatter.
Decision making is hard at any age, not just mine. Sometimes, Wonderland sounds really tempting.