Through The Looking Glass

This is where I grew up during the 70's. Our house is bottom left, next to a field turned to woods. A field of dreams that turned into nightmares as the trees grew, along with the darkness and desolation of the street.

I remember chasing my cat Squeak through that field, catching my left foot in a rabbit hole, finding myself limping around school like an idiot.

"Go Ask Alice" crept into my brain as I stopped by Albert Lane today.

Don't ask me why???

It just did.