Dear Laura,
Everything's floating down and away from me! I can't move! How can I make the ground come back?
- Lee
Dear Lee,
Do you see a bright, white light? Are you surrounded by the soft serenading of wind chimes? As you continue floating up into the unknown, can you almost smell the sweet meadows of Feverfew, taste the crumbly mountains of cheese and, dare I say, hear the gentle trickle of the bottomless Hooch still that awaits you beyond? Unless you?d prefer to catch flying lemons for all eternity, I?d go into the light. On the other hand, if you can?t see a light, don?t panic. It may just be that pesky Hand trying to relocate you. Either hold on and enjoy the journey, or if you?re happy where you are, give it a quick nip and pray you land on some grass!
- Laura