I think, therefore I'm anal?
I’m tired of hearing don’t sweat the small stuff. I like the small stuff. I think life is in the details. If you can’t appreciate the details, how can you appropriately appreciate the broad strokes? I love the paintings by Vincent Van Gogh. I think I appreciate his genius more because I know some of the details behind the canvas…behind the big, thick impressionistic strokes of that Starry Night. Does this make me an “over-thinker,” as a dear friend recently labeled me? Am I compulsive? Anal? Or do I just like the details. What does “over-thinker” mean anyway? Taken out of context it can mean many things. In my case, my friend means that I see things and then do things to ensure the happiness of others. At least I think this is what my friend means. I think she’s wrong. I’m much more selfish than that. I do things for others because it makes them happy, and this in turn makes me happy…and I like to be happy. This same friend calls me detail oriented. She’s right. Details hit m...