I feel as I imagine Alice did as she plummeted down the rabbit hole. I am weightless and moving fast. My thoughts racing faster than my accelerating decent toward Earth.
I hope I can avoid the Mad Hatter and that rabbit. I would prefer a stint in the flower gardens, even if they are much bigger than myself.
It seems like hours, but I am sure that only a few fleeting moments have passed. It will all be okay once the air returns to my lungs.
How did Alice survive this whole journey?