Dwain Walden from Moultrie wrote in his column Sunday an explanation of why he writes what he writes and what he writes. Basically, he said, “Stuff happens, and I write about it.” He just writes about life, and the life he knows is his own. I can understand that. And you, readers, seem to like those kind of columns. Why? Because you can relate. You might get a laugh, learn a lesson, or even cry, but you can relate.

One of my coworkers, who told me if I ever wrote about him/her that he/she wouldn’t not ever talk to me, said he/she couldn’t believe I could write two columns, much less one, plus the stories. Another coworker said, “You’re very cerebral.”

I had to laugh. I have been called a lot of things, but never cerebral. That was his way of saying I think too much. I have two therapists, a sister-in-law, parents and a lot of friends, even a dog and a cat (used to have a cat, three in fact), who would agree.

Thinking too much is not always a bad thing, nor is it always a good thing. When you think too much, you begin to analyze things, and when you analyze things, you question things. And some things just don’t deserve to be questioned. You know what I mean? (Laugh, I am.)

Kind of like why does that person smack his/her gum so loud? Why does that person have to talk so loud? Why does that person pull at his/her ear when he/she is typing?

And why did McDonald’s go up on their dollar menu?

That question in itself brings up a lot of more unanswerable questions, doesn’t it? Why is it my car can travel almost 100 miles with no problems, but when I am 28 miles from home, in the middle of nowhere, it breaks down? Why is it I can park my car in the same spot at the same door going into Wal-Mart each time I go and yet when I come out, I can’t ever remember where I parked my car? (Don’t giggle, I saw you looking for your car the other day!)

Why is it when the lady at the drive-thru of any fast food restaurant says, would you like cheese on that, and you say no you still get cheese?

Why are they called apartments, when they're all stuck together?

Why do banks charge you a "non-sufficient funds fee" when they already know you don't have any?

Why does lemon juice contain "artificial ingredients" but dishwashing liquid contains "real lemons"?

Why in a country of free speech, are there phone bills? My cell phone bill is extremely high. If the No. 2 pencil is the most popular, why is it still No. 2?

Why do people go to Burger King and order a Double Whopper with a large French fry and insist on getting a Diet Coke?

Asking why can lead to worry, and what does worry do to you?

Emily Gibbons said one time, “If you worry about the future, and dwell on the past, you can’t enjoy the present.”