863 miles I never thought I’d hate as much as I do. 4 walls I never thought could feel so small. 115 days I never thought I’d long to pass so quickly- not since Panama that is but that was a mistake, that longing. And isn’t this? No, I can’t deny it any longer but the thing is that I’m Alice. I’ve always been Alice and you can’t climb out of a rabbit hole you threw yourself down. 863, 4, 115. Numbers, really, make up this life.