
Image Caption: My laptop charger decided it was done… with being forced into submission to work in this direction. Haha - noted and thank you for your service. Thank goodness I found a spare!
In 2020, researchers estimated that the average person has more than 6,000 thoughts a day.
Shooo-eee!
That’s roughly 250 thoughts an hour.
About 4 thoughts a minute.
One thought every 15 seconds.
And that was before AI started answering us back.
Now back to 2026…
Is it just me or do you ever wonder what happens to all the unfinished thoughts?
Like what even is an unfinished thought? Is it like a cuppa tea you made but got so busy and distracted that by the time you get to it it’s cold. So you reheat it… then drink it half-way and forget about it only to return to it, forgetting why you forgot about it, losing interest in it and eventually discard it.
Or are these thoughts the ones we never say out loud.
The observations that arrive quietly while washing dishes, driving home, standing in queues, sitting in meetings, staring at ceilings at 2am.
Some disappear instantly.
Others stay sitting somewhere inside us for years.
Like:
A sentence someone said casually that changed the way you see yourself.
A memory that returns at inconvenient times.
An idea you never shared because the moment passed.
A question you keep carrying without fully realising it.
I think we underestimate how much of our lives are shaped by thoughts nobody else ever hears.
Maybe that is why our worlds feel so noisy sometimes.
We are all trying to process thousands of thoughts a day while being interrupted every few seconds by another notification, another headline, another opinion, another algorithm, another human asking for our attention.
Which is why it felt like such a relief finding a space like this.
Context: I was telling earlier that I “found” this place when I needed a distraction from the chaos that was my morning.
A place where people still write thoughts down before they are fully formed.
A place where curiosity seems more important than performance or, right?
A place where someone, somewhere, might read our words and make sense of them.
Or not.
Maybe that is not the point.
Maybe some thoughts simply need somewhere to go.
Because, let’s face it, 6,000 thoughts a day is a lot to carry alone.
Research reference Discovery of ‘thought worms’ opens window to the mind