Don’t Dream It’s Over
‘The time has come,’ the Walrus said,
To talk of many things:
Of shoes, and ships, and sealing wax–
Of cabbages, and kings.
And why the sea is boiling hot
And whether pigs have wings.’ — Lewis Carroll, Alice Through the Looking Glass, 1865
It’s been a long time coming, and I feel this is the day to do it.
It came to a point where I needed the space, psychological and otherwise. I needed room to think and do more than think, a space to curl up in near a sentence of sunlight, room even to—dance.
A room that is perenially spic and span, made untidy only by my words and pictures and favourite vids.
So stick around and I’ll take you places.