I always end up thinking I think too much. 

  the line “too many things in my head” depicts me extremely well, as if every curl of my hair were a thought. and, they all convene together! 

that’s when my car’s battery goes dead because I park and leave the lights on while paying for the meter, waking up my daughter from the back seat and booking my next business trip with the agent on the phone. 

then, I have to sit down and wait for the car to be towed (that’s normally at the oddest hours) and have nothing to do. this is when my brain starts spinning. I begin imagining things unfolding and deviating from reality like in a movie. I enter the realm of hypothesis and speculations and soon the cat becomes 5-legged, like my dear friend pictures it. The Critical Flicker Frequency Theory says that your mind can distinguish up to 24 different signals per second. A continuous and unbroken flow of images, that is a movie … 

I thought having a fervid imagination was a positive skill to be nourished. I guess sometimes I pamper it a bit too much and come out with plots worth a Broadway production. and that all happens in my head: fast forwarding the movie to an end that thankfully never happens!

but overall, it wouldn’t be me otherwise.