Somehow it is November. The COVID time warp has spit us out somewhere in Alice’s Wonderland — in a place where the Cheshire cat keeps appearing and disappearing, giving anyone paying attention an unsettling feeling. The White Rabbit’s pocketwatch seems to have spun forward, and while it’d be nice to wake from this strangest of dreams, it seems we’re stuck in topsy turvy Wonderland and must make the best of it.Inside this Wonderland, sometimes it feels like I’ve drank the potion that made Alice grow too big.