I think we all spend too much time wishing for things. Wishing is good for when there's no place like home and praying that we can slay the Jabberwocky - but where does it fit right this second?
I could probably wish and pray as devoutly as is the inevitability that that wave will crash on the shore. It most certainly doesn't bring me my own Wonderland.
I apologise for putting such a dampen on the day, I just wish to be the Hatter.
Quote: "One, two! One, two! And through and through. The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! He let it dead, and with it's head, he went galumphing back."
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