I have difficulty making steadfast decisions.
I have trouble seeing things in black and white.
I have a hard time choosing at forks in the road;
I can't turn my head off at night.
Life is the consequences from the decisions we make.
Nothing can be undone.
Thus, regret.
I worry that I may choose wrong.
I worry that I've picked the worst path.
I worry that ten years from now, I will look back and wish I had taken the other road.
The prospect of regret is ever-looming.
The indecision is all-consuming.
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