Yesterday, I was exhausted. I’ve heard staying up until 5:30 a.m. working on a school newspaper can do that to you. I was drained, yet in the middle of the day — despite having only four hours of sleep — there was a bright, refreshing moment.

I took time to play with my imagination.

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How overthinking is like a banana

I’ve been trying to revamp this blog into a more regular, focused part of my life. But I’ve faced an obstacle. What is it, you ask?

Thinking way too much, which is a problem that seeps into most — if not all — areas of my life like the way a banana left in my purse for ten seconds eeks its way into every item imaginable. It feels like you just can’t get that smell out. It sticks to everything, flavoring all items in its path with that distinctive taste you only want when you bite out of a banana, not your favorite kettle-cooked barbecue chips.

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