What am I Doing Here?

Why did I decide to make an account on Medium and start writing? I don’t know. A part of me wants this just to be for me. Another parts wants this to be a platform where I share my thoughts. But then a third part chimes in and questions why I think my thoughts are worth sharing?

The truth is they probably aren’t. My thoughts are nothing special and definitely not unique. I am a product of the various echo chambers I have lived in for the past 23 years and that’s it. Therefore, my thoughts reflect my journey of growing up in a boarding school in India and moving to Canada to study engineering. I have been many versions of myself through this journey and there are many more to come.

So, the truth is I don’t know what I am doing here. I don’t think I am adding anything of value by being on this platform. And somedays I don’t think I am adding anything of value by being on this planet. But for some reason I am still here. And not only that, I am still participating and in some sense participating extensively by overthinking.

I overthink a lot. I would be walking on a street and my mind would be trying to figure out the history of the street and the city I am in. I would try to imagine the place before the high rises replaced those cute town houses and before those cute town houses replaced those farm lands. I would try to time travel while travelling to the grocery store.

I guess that is why I am here. I am here to document my process of overthinking and that’s it. If you are reading this, that’s amazing. I don’t intend for people to find this. But if you do, and there is something you liked reading let me know. Maybe I am not the only one who overthinks. Actually, I am definitely not. If you do too, share it. Tell me about your overthinking adventures.