I've always enjoyed deep thoughts myself. Perhaps that's why I majored in Psychology. One piece of advice:
Come up for air sometimes. Just be. Breathe. Smell the flowers. Listen to music that moves you.
But keep thinking.
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I hear ya, I probably should have included the caveat that 'thinking is overrated'. Much of what I do, stems not from thinking but by simply being open to inspiration, breathing those gifts of the universe and exhaling them in my writing, art and music.
I am one who stops to smell the flowers, commune with the insect crawling upon my arm, talk to trees, crawling through the woods.