Mindless Philosophy

So I was in the supermarket queue yesterday buying my lunch, not really thinking about much, and randomly sampling the conversations around me, as you do. Except that I can never really think about nothing. Every sentence or phrase around me was causing my thoughts to cascade and spin off in every direction, either forming an opinion about the subject, picking apart logical errors, or linking the topics mentioned with similar experiences of my own. Sometimes the price you pay for being blessed with lots of thoughts is that of having lots of thoughts, when all you want to do is eat pizza.