i stare at this abyss that is my blog and it beckons me to write something, communicate with this space. but what is the point, what is the purpose of this process? why do i blog? why do i do any of the things that i do? i don't think that things are supposed to be analyzed as much as i analyze them, but then why do i? it seems like i over think everything, why? it's f-in annoying. i get tired of hearing myself think. sometimes i just want my mind to stop. be silent in noise and thought. but it's no use. my mind is constantly going over things. i woke up the other night at like 330 in the morning, now it may be due to the fact that i was sleeping in a chair, but it may also be due to the fact that my mind had thoughts that it needed processed. i know that sounds weird, but it was like my mind couldn't wait any longer, it had to get these thoughts out. and so i sat in the chair in the dark thinking for awhile. so back to my perculiarity of over analyzing everything. why? stop it and just enjoy things for a change without thinking about every minute detail.