There isn't a word for everything

I'm finally back to reading again! There's smth about the scent of paper that brings about a familiar comfort. I haven't been reading for ages now hopefully I may gain some inspiration and let my ink bleed through the pages. Aye. How hard issit to tell yourself not to let your mind wander? I guess we're all guilty of 'over-thinking'. But does revisting a question sunk and imprinted so deeply into your mind considered 'over-thinking'? I guess the mind is 'trigger happy', in a way certain events bring about memories stashed away (which eventually leads to our questions that haunt our souls). And this causes emotions to resurface and this. This last stage is extremely dangerous because it is when we catch ourselves most vulnerable, where the slightest tip of the balancing scale might throw everything off centre. But we all have to keep in mind that these emotions are temporal. They do not follow you into the dark nor do they cling on like shadows. These illusions fade away soon enough even if they seem so real, so apt and so comforting. Comforting because its familiar? I always find comfort in familiarity. It is almost impossible to not falter. So hard especially since this 'trigger' has brought about everything you drowned in the back of your mind. Remind yourself: it will all fade. This is just a phase. And if you find yourself asking the same questions you did 2 years ago, don't bother searching for the answer. It doesn't matter. The answer doesn't matter. It is all in the past. It does not hold any significance to the present. No, it does not matter.