I overanalyze things way too much, to the point where it affects my life. Like, when I'm talking to a boy, I'll overanalyze a text message he sent. And I have to think to myself, 'Just chill out. Some guy sent me a text message. That's all. Don't read something into it that's not there. Just be glad
				Cormac McCarthy's language is perfect. He is in my view the greatest living American prose stylist.			
				
			America had taken my father from me. And over most of the years of his illness, I gradually started feeling this support system from this country who-people grieving along with us.			 
			

