Sometimes in the advice game one can start to wonder what you’re doing. Really, sorting out intermittent letter deliveries through musical advice like we did last time, is that what it’s all about? But often a small problem is just the way in for something bigger, so it wasn’t such a surprise when Paul Simon, on the pretext of having left a notebook of lyrics behind, re-entered the office. And he explained that he was having worrying dreams, that his life wasn’t going right and then he put his finger on something we felt we could actually help with. “Maybe“, he said, “I think too much?”
It’s a problem – there is just so much to think about and only so much brain power that can be applied to the endless problems of the human condition. This had the potential to be a tough one though, until agony uncle Steve Forbert showed us the perfect solution. If you find that “you’re twisted so tight now you hardly can talk” then just “don’t you go thinkin’ and thinkin’ and thinkin’ and, thinkin’ so much ’til you’re losing your mind“. He also advises moderate exercise and getting some sunlight.
