(Personal) Indecision 2008

Five short little years ago, I was able to make decisions. Wanna run a marathon? Sure! Wanna switch careers? Sure! Wanna take up a new hobby? Sure! Wanna move to a small dumb island, or a big dumb city? Sure! If I blindfoldedly threw a dart on a map, I probably would have packed my shit up and moved wherever it landed.

But these days, even the littler decisions are sorta wrought with implications, invented or otherwise. I can’t decide if I should run another marathon. I can’t decide if I should sign up for sewing classes, or learn a foreign language. And so I definitely can’t decide what I want to be when I grow up.

Never mind that, by anyone’s calculations except mine, I am grown up.

What the heck?

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One response to “(Personal) Indecision 2008

  1. Indecision is the first sign of senile dementia.

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