Look closer — that scribble isn't random. It's the thread from a tangled ball of yarn, unraveling the way overthinking does. One thought leads to another leads to another... ithink. ithink. ithink.
The cat knows. The cat is you.
Front: the little blue cat, tangled in its own thoughts, yarn trailing off into the unknown. Back: "I think... I'm over overthinking overthinking I think..." — because sometimes naming the spiral is the first step out of it.
A pillow for the overthinkers, the overthinkers who are over it, and everyone in between.
