“But I don’t want to go among mad people,” Alice remarked. “Oh, you can’t help that,” said the Cat: “we’re all mad here. I’m mad. You’re mad.” “How do you know I’m mad?” said Alice. “You must be,” said the Cat, “or you wouldn’t have come here.”

Recently someone asked me what it means to fall into rabbit hole. Unable to verbalise[1] myself I’ve drawn it. It’s easier this way. However – I do know it probably doesn’t really explain much more[2].

Drawing became, in a way, my shield. Because I put some sort of effort to it (much less than everyone assumes), no-one ever contests it. And I am safe.

Especially now – with plenty of K around…


[1] or maybe rather not willing to verbalise anything. Sort of avoidance I guess.

[2] that’s even better as I don’t want to explain.



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