Sometimes I spend so much time thinking about English that none of it makes any sense to me any more.
Case in point: bookcase. One word or two? Why are there two sounds in the middle that aurally are identical but are spelled completely differently? Am I going crazy when I want to type it with two ks?
These are the questions that plague me around midnight when I'm trying to finish my daily blog post. Instead of, for example, why cats like to sleep in seemingly uncomfortable places. Or whether I should have cropped out more of the area around the bookcase.
I'll leave those questions for you to ask.