Philosophical Rabbit Hole

Alice wondered why she had thought an option in philosophy would be a good idea. So far, she had been alternately bored and mystified by the discussions in seminars. Other students made comments she found pedantic or obvious, yet these comments were greeted with knowing smiles, and further comments that made her feel she was on the outside of an impenetrable practical joke.

The lecturer put up a picture of a white rabbit consulting a large pocket watch. She recognised the Tenniel drawing and fought a losing battle with her concentration.
“What was the rabbit late for,” wondered Alice, and closing her eyes, she fell asleep.

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