I choose to stop thinking too much.

Read an email four times before sending it and the fourth read adds nothing. You know this. You do it anyway, because the reading feels like care, and stopping feels like carelessness dressed up as confidence.

Somewhere in there the thinking stopped producing decisions and started producing more thinking. It is a quiet handover and it never announces itself, because both halves feel identical from the inside. Attentive, responsible, nearly finished.