First, start somewhere familiar. Chopping parsley in the kitchen.
Listening to headphones on 44th street. Observing three-year-olds throw
insults like Big Sewerface at a birthday party.

Then, follow a trail of crumbs into the woods. Better yet, find a
rabbit hole and jump down it. Or pull the candle stick on the mantle in
the haunted house and slip through the bookcase when it swivels around.
Enter the less familiar, somewhat weird, darkly funny, sometimes
frightening.