The Real Mad Hatter Serves a Wondrous, Imaginative Tea

Call me insane for believing in the career I have crafted for myself. I wear many hats, stitched from the symbolic blood, sweat, and tears of an ambitious fella.

Watch me dance wildly around a table, offering every sweet and tart, entertaining all who come to join the party. The only true obstacle is a hare hurling dishes everywhere. Become my guest of honor.

Come on down the rabbit hole. Fall for what I make possible. I’ll serve the creativity of a curious mind, where the very idea of originality is paramount to the process.

Never feel anxious about an adventurous thought; follow the white rabbit with the ticking clock. He will lead us to timely destinations known for invoking trust.

Look at the philosophical insect with a hookah pipe. Feel hypnotized by its smoke rings meant to delight, and gaze at my maturity as I calm the frustrations that come with the importance of our business.

When a floating cat appears, like a prayer in a cloud, the Cheshire Cat has answers for what comes next. He embodies the shifting reality of wisdom. I absorb all his facts, knowing that consciousness leads to sensible choices. With one last purr, he disappears.

If I am careful and not swayed by the Queen of Hearts’ tyrannical influence, I may either grow into a giant in the industry or shrink back to normal size, given the humbling role I play. I will conquer the Jabberwocky unleashed by my fears, then triumph. The cards will fall as they must.

All dressed in white, I will step into the forefront of a magnificent endeavor, a war with myself that once tested me. Now I rule over a dream state that has become real, soon to awaken and return me to the world where dreams come true.

Those around me shall hear of my adventurous tales and believe in the imagination that makes me capable of living out such a wondrous life.

Even though the tea is imaginary, I savor the process.