Pondering, procrastinating, contemplating, deliberating. It's exhausting. The fact that I can't choose is just part of being me.
This constant swaying of my mind moulds my identity in 2 ways.
Firstly because it means I like a bit of everything and live a crazy scatty life where I dash from friends to sport to books to eat to sleep to work. Desperately striving to balance everything.
Too long in the city and I start hyperventilating - too long in the country and I get major cravings for a gastrobar.
Secondly it means I have the phenomenal inability to make a decision about trivial matters. As I sit here I cant even decide to tell you which decision it is that I can't decide. All I will say is shopping is excruciating and that, as is often pointed out to me, 'you cant have more that one favourite thing'.
Something I have noticed about being online is people love to share their opinions. So that's why instead of telling you what restaurant is the best, which book I cant live without or why fishing is the only hobby.....
Why dont you start telling me?
Framed keys!
Would you believe it
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