"Would the fall never come to an end?" - Lewis Carroll

So, where have I been? Well, I guess you could say I was metaphorically and quite suddenly thrown down a rabbit hole in the Summer of 2022. I was very harshly told that everything I knew to be true was a complete and total lie. This only caused me to fall further and soon down become up and up became down. I began to question and doubt every memory or even present moment. At times, I would find myself sitting alone in a big empty space staring out a window at the leaves on the trees wishing I had the courage to get up and touch them. Some part of me remembered what they smelled and felt like, but I was frozen inside. I could not bring myself to even rise up out of my chair. I tried to eat, but food tasted like dirt. I even forced myself to go to a bakery for something special, but it would usually only end up with me staring at the beautiful pastry I had purchased, screaming, “Eat me!”, but I just could not. Despite my lack of appetite, I found that I enjoyed moving my feet to the sound of music and stretching or contorting my body in new directions. Moving kept me from sleeping.

To be continued…