Ou?

I feel sort of like I was at a restaurant, or a party, a nice calm fun time, when all of a sudden a huge pelican swooped in the window, starting asking around for me, and I then ducked into the closet, which turned out to be a long hallway that kept getting smaller as you walked through it, and the pictures of sea turtles on the wall were talking to me and easing me on, telling me to keep going, and then I got to the end of the hallway and there was this door that was small and spinning and I could just squeeze through, but first I had to answer a skill-testing question, but luckily it was about hippocampuses (hippocampi?) so I passed, and then I went through the door and found myself knee-deep in salt water, and Calypso the sea goddess told me to keep the Bear on my left-hand side if I was to reach home, so I set out, only to discover myself being led astray by dancing shrimp, who told me I was needed as an addition to their Broadway number, but they had no Jews so they couldn't make it on Broadway even after I rehearsed with them for a few hours, so they dropped me off at the bus station where I got on a bus that went straight into an sand dune, where I hiked up and down with some visiting elephants who were quite knowledgeable about the area, and then they told me to take a nap up on their backs because I was getting rather tired and the moonlight was oh so warm on the soles of my feet and I woke up in a small room that smelled of tigerlilies and was covered in lace, and all I had was a typewriter, and I entered a code and the whole room fell open like a box and I found myself sitting on a surfboard on an iceberg in a green velvet suit, and when I fell off I fell through the ice that was surprisingly warm and I landed on a ferry boat that was strung in fairy lights and people were waltzing in long purple dresses and I waltzed with a mysterious partner in sunglasses, and it felt so familiar but I couldn't place him without seeing his eyes, and then he disappeared into a swarming throng of hummingbirds that suddenly appeared and they pushed me overboard, where I landed on a mattress in a bedroom that was not my own, and when I left I realised it was a shoe, and the Old Lady in the Shoe ran screaming out telling me to get back to bed, and she clobbered me so hard with her rolling pin I fell unconscious and when I woke, I was floating on a large playing card (the Queen of Spades) in the middle of the ocean and I had no idea how I got there.

I have two beautiful new dresses, and I had just the de-stressing weekend full of shopping, puppies, and aunties that I needed. I miss puppies. Can someone lend me theirs?

I miss things I cannot understand, or begin to understand. Can someone lend me theirs?