NothingPerSonal

Overthinking is an art…

You take one small thought
and stretch it into ten different possibilities.

You replay a moment
until it starts meaning things it never did.

You imagine outcomes
that haven’t happened
and may never happen.

And somehow…

you manage to feel all of them at once.

It’s strange how convincing it feels in the moment.

How real everything seems
inside your own head.

But over time, I’ve started noticing—

it’s not always clarity I’m searching for.

Sometimes…
it’s just control.

A way to feel prepared.
A way to feel ahead of what might come.

But life doesn’t really work that way.

Not everything can be figured out in advance.

Some things
only make sense when they unfold.

And maybe…

the art isn’t in overthinking.

Maybe it’s in knowing
when to stop.