"If I think too hard about this, I'll never

"If I think too hard about this, I'll never do it" she thought. So she didn't think and did it. Afterwards, when the fractures had knitted together somewhat

she cued up some ebooks re: "doing without thinking" balanced with others re: "thinking without doing" and after a brief survey concluded they were all written by glib ninnies who

had never experienced the real world. She closed her laptop and looked out the window, watching the rain fall in heavy sheets. Maybe there was no easy answer to the question of how

much souffle a person could eat. It would vary from person to person. She'd have to take averages. And she hated statistics. Despite this,

she piled them up on the plate and watched them devour the souffles. "Hmm," she said out loud. She suddenly had another curiosity she couldn't resist. She opened the stopwatch

To her absolute shock, one of Jenner's two test mice balanced on two feet and faced her. "Excuse me- do not rush my meal! do you have any idea how rude that is?"

"I-I'm sorry," she stammered. The mouse watched her with a disapproving glint in its eye, waiting for her to go on. "I didn't realise mice adhered to classist table rules."

“You, a mere human, dares to question the wisest mice of Micedom itself,” the mouse asked her sternly. “Micedom,” she asked incredulously. “I simplified the name for you. Micedom.

"Yes, I do!" she shouted. "What's more I don't even think you're that wise! If you were wise you probably wouldn't insult the person with the cheese. No cheese for you fuzzy!"