I am thankful to be me. Because when I woke up this morning, it was from a bad dream. I had gone to Wonderland and found it is not such a wonderful place after all. I looked in the looking-glass and saw "me", but it wasn't the me of today but the me of yesterday. Here's what Alice said, and I know just how she felt: "I wonder if I've changed in the night? Let me think. Was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. But if I'm not the same, the next question is 'Who in the world am I?'. But it's no use going back to yesterday, because I was a different person then."