Confusing

Many times I catch myself drifting away from reality 

and just getting deeper into my thoughts.

I can't help it!

My thoughts are better than reality.

Sometimes I'm not even fantasizing.

There are times I'm just asking many questions.

Questions I know might never get answered.

Questions I know I will never really ask.

Coward?

Maybe.

This talent of drifting scenarios with a simple train of thought 

can be a double-edged-sword.

While there are many times my thoughts save me from boredom,

they also get me very over analytical.

Like why did I decided to finally wear my seatbelt the day we 'almost' crashed?

Or why those people I saw after I experienced a  near-death collison?

Why did we just finish watching the same movie.

(A movie I know I introduced to life.)

Why did we both think the door closed?

Did those lyrics have an inner meaning?

Do you really know when you know?

Just when I thought I had the courage to ask a real life question...

there is no one to ask it to.

Or at least not the one I knew had the answer.

So is it a gift or is it pure insanity?