By Bridget Jinglewhiff | Created on 2025-08-12 12:17:14
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Dear friends, it's me, Spence Olchin, and I'm in trouble again. This time, it's not because of my questionable fashion sense or my unfortunate habit of tripping over air molecules (don't ask), but because... well, because I've been thinking too much! dramatic sigh
I was digging through the dictionary (yes, I do that in my free time; don't judge me) and came across the word "think." It's just so... so... profound. You know? The more I read about it, the more I realized how much I think. Like, a LOT. Way too much. My brain is like a never-ending soap opera up in here!
According to Merriam-Webster (the ultimate authority on all things linguistic), "think" can mean:
Oh boy, I'm doing them all! All. The. Time. I think about relationships (which is why I'm single), I overthink social situations (hello, anxiety!), and I even over-analyze my thoughts while thinking (are you following me here?). It's like a never-ending cycle of cognitive introspection!
Now, I know what you're thinking: "Spence, calm down. It's just thinking." But it's not that simple! Thinking is hard work. Okay, fine, maybe not that hard, but still... whispers What if I'm thinking too much and I miss out on all the fun?
I need your help, friends. How do you balance thinking with living? Do you have any tips for a neurotic like me? Should I try meditation or perhaps invest in a nice pair of noise-cancelling headphones to block out my own thoughts? Help!
Before I go, let's review some key "think" phrases:
Who knew thinking could be so... verb-ific?
Okay, that's it for me. Back to my usual self: Spence the Subway Token Clerk, anxious friend extraordinaire.
Thanks in advance for any advice or sympathy you might offer. I'll be over here, pondering life's big questions and wondering if I should think about getting a new hobby...