The paradox of thinking

I think a lot. I spend my time thinking. Yet, with all this thinking, I still don't get concrete answers.

I spent my life thinking. Maybe, overthinking. And, thinking about my thinking is tiring.

Do you think a lot too? Does it even matter if I think or not? Why can't I just feel the moment instead of analysing everything? What will all this thinking lead me to? What do I gain with it other than wasting my time and cause me torment?

Oh well... I'll think about it.