I tend to over think things. Ok, I don’t ‘tend to’, I do. I over think everything. Not the important things in life, but the stuff that most people wouldn’t notice (Did she just look at me funny? Why is that pigeon avoiding me?) I literally over think the most pointless shit. I work myself in to a melt down. I don’t know if it’s because I’m getting old, or because shit gets tiring, but one day I guess we all wake up to find that we just don’t care any more. Stuff still plays on my mind constantly, but now there is always this over-whelming feeling that ‘it is what it is’, and at the end of the day, shit doesn’t really matter.