here i sit

here i sit....
thinking....something I do often, that is think....sometimes I think, I think to much, is that possible?
Why do I have to think so much? Why can't I just live, be happy? I do like myself...now that is, about time don't you think....now I just need to let go of things. Why is it so hard to let go and to move on....always thinking about doing it, but never really completely, fully letting go...
so here i sit....thinking....until I cannot think anymore....for awhile at least...