“You think too much sometimes.”
Yes that is a quote. And yes, that quote was said to me. By the wisest man I’ve ever known.
I was rambling off a million and one over-analytical, hypothetical, what if‘s in a conversation which took place in my parents’ sun room during Easter Holiday in 2007. I’ve always been one to come up with crazy, off the wall stories …. I can spin ’em with the best of ’em …. but there’s a fine line between creative story telling and completely wasting energies over-thinking faux (and real) life scenarios, unravelling all the tiny details which were, could have been, or had been involved.
While I was losing complete sight at the situation at hand, my Father – the man infamous for being the first to tell a person they need to sit down and think something through – waited patiently until I paused my nonsensical ramblings to turn his head and say …… “You think too much sometimes.”
That’s it. That was the end of the conversation. And with every passing month, I catch myself learning more and more the truth of that statement. A life lesson on when your thinking gets in the way with your living wrapped up in five words and ending with a period.
Sometimes that’s all it takes.
p.s. Look at what I found after months of it missing ……
The pistol pendant is back where it belongs. And not a moment too soon!