Caroline, you're overthinking this thing.

It’s said I have 86 billion neurons—

How many of them keep me awake, spinning in circles,

drafting the same email over and over,

hoping the next will be the right one?

I long to pull these thoughts from my mind,

like taffy from my mouth,

like thin strands of spaghetti from my nose,

spiderwebs unwinding from my ears,

pulled taut and snipped at the root,

watching them never grow back.