{"id":114,"date":"2019-10-15T06:53:38","date_gmt":"2019-10-15T06:53:38","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/zinequeen.littlethemeshop.com\/?p=114"},"modified":"2019-10-15T06:53:38","modified_gmt":"2019-10-15T06:53:38","slug":"up-up-and-away","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/plug.littlethemeshop.com\/2019\/10\/15\/up-up-and-away\/","title":{"rendered":"Your Dreams Are as High As You Allow Them"},"content":{"rendered":"\n\t\t\t\t\n
Luckily for Alice, the little magic bottle had now had its full effect, and she grew no larger: still it was very uncomfortable, and, as there seemed to be no sort of chance of her ever getting out of the room again, no wonder she felt unhappy. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u2018It was much pleasanter at home,\u2019 thought poor Alice, \u2018when one wasn\u2019t always growing larger and smaller, and being ordered about by mice and rabbits. I almost wish I hadn\u2019t gone down that rabbit-hole\u2014and yet\u2014and yet\u2014it\u2019s rather curious, you know, this sort of life! I do wonder what can<\/em> have happened to me! When I used to read fairy-tales, I fancied that kind of thing never happened, and now here I am in the middle of one! There ought to be a book written about me, that there ought! And when I grow up, I\u2019ll write one\u2014but I\u2019m grown up now,\u2019 she added in a sorrowful tone; \u2018at least there\u2019s no room to grow up any more here<\/em>.\u2019 <\/p>\n\n\n\n ‘But then,\u2019 thought Alice, \u2018shall I never<\/em> get any older than I am now? That\u2019ll be a comfort, one way\u2014never to be an old woman\u2014but then\u2014always to have lessons to learn! Oh, I shouldn\u2019t like that<\/em>!\u2019 <\/p>\n\n\n\n