we make decisions in order to make more decisions. we all hate making them, but yet we continue. this cycle is the death of what we are. we make them to alleviate the pain of the current problem but instead of the Rolaids relief, we get only more decisions that we wished so desperately to avoid. but we have no other choice?
if we do, no one has been dumb enough to discover it yet.
shame.
1 comment:
hence my inability to make decisions.
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