Alice has left the rabbit hole and is away for quite a while.
Not only me, a mushroom is also stretching its neck trying to look for her, and that seems to be a very tough job.
Everyone is now dull, not motivated and inspired. That makes me very quiet recently.
When I see her again, I would tell Alice to stay forever as a little girl in her new and old wonderland while I shall continue to grow very old.
And somehow I notice that I do have a empty rabbit hole inside me.
Alice, where are you?