It occurs to me that falling in love is much the same, I imagine, as falling down the rabbit hole. That was an actual literary reference and not an allusion to The Matrix. Sorry, guys. Anyhow, you may be asking yourself why I would make this kind of association. You may not be. You’re in luck either way, though, because I’m going to explain it regardless: Falling in love takes you by surprise, you can’t stop yourself even if you try, you may or may not be terrified (Alice seemed strangely aloof, in any case), and you have no idea where you’re going until you get there. That, Dear Reader, is how love is like falling down the rabbit hole.
Actually… that’s how life is like falling down the rabbit hole, too.