Alice

August 6

ALICE

Because I even wore out my welcome at the Mad Hatter’s house, I can sit on my hands at my sponsor's table and listen, listen, listen.  If I had been able to make a place for myself with the looking-glass folk, I could never have let myself lose my eccentricities and join in the fellowship.  Going down further than a rabbit hole, I lost my need to chase or scramble after bunnies for time or card tricks.  No more illusions for me.  I am awake and shaded by the tree of AA branching over me.  Sisters I didn’t know take my hand.

Dance with change.

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I didn’t mean to make you laugh

You think I’m witty, well, yes, I have always been like this,

no one knew quite what to do with me as a small child,

but I have grown into this acumen,

or possibly grown out into it, is closer to accurate.

I was dark witted when I was young,

I think of myself as less so now,

optimism is a blessing I have gained through the years,

it feels good and I keep it close.

I need to be a blithe spirit to travel the road I do.

Tears have their place, I know that for sure,

but I rather not go around with a puss on all day and all night.

Additionally it is so much about perspective; you see,

the honey makes the peas taste funny

but now they stick to my knife.