I woke up early this morning and within minutes I found myself tiptoeing through the tulips and daffodils out in the Grinds.
I then realised it wasn’t me tiptoeing, but Thomasina, my Inner Woman.
I then realised it wasn’t out in the Grinds, but in one of those hidden-from-view plains on Mars that we don’t see very often.
And then I realised that the tulips and daffodils weren’t tulips and daffodils, but harsh jagged rocks and pebbles.
And then I realised that Thomasina wasn’t exactly dressed for tiptoeing through anything – tulips, daffodils or jagged rocks and pebbles – especially on the Martian plains.
And then I realised that I hadn’t woken up and was still asleep dreaming.
It was this that made me realise:
Thomasina blowing up balloons in a Martian Lagoon under Phobos and Deimos, the two Martian Moons, dressed in maroon wearing fluffy slippers.
Thomasina would NEVER wear fluffy slippers… even if she knew she was hidden from view.
I think we’re back now, slippers or no slippers. With the emphasis on the think…
The Mansionic Perspective 
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