I think too much.

As human beings we are a walking oxymoron. We love instant gratification, things that make our life simpler and yet we make the simple things complicated. I know you know exactly what I’m talking about so I don’t even need to explain. We rather make it hard because…shit I have no idea why. Because life doesn’t feel like it should be simple? Because soap operas are always more interesting than encyclopedias? Because we’re bored? Because we can?
I’ve had to make some really big (thats what she said), really hard (that’s definitely what she said) and really life-altering decisions lately. Shit I’ve been thinking about for weeks, months, and years were finally put into motion. I mean, just EVERYTHING. I’m getting so used to analyzing it’s clogging up my brain. We are all a system of checks and balances, and your brain may always have a plan B. But at the end of the day, you already know in your gut what you want and what you need to do. We know ourselves better than we think we do.
Here’s my attempt to just stop thinking about shit, stop tryna control shit, and just kick. push. coast.
Because when I really think about it, sometimes I trip on how happy I could be.