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Spending too much time inside your head is a recipe for insomnia, depression, and/or insanity. Experiences turn into petri dishes; interpersonal interactions warrant a psychiatric evaluation.  People around you go nuts, too. Just ask my old man.

After years of fighting the urge to analyze, the answer came to me: a blog. Salvation for a woman incapable of shutting off her mind. I can dissect the film I just saw, the book I just read, the crazy ad on TV, the barrage of FB posts about llamas, the lyrics to my jam, my outrage at fashion norms–and lighten the load.

No one is more grateful for my epiphany than my old man. Now he can watch the NASCAR race in peace.

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