When choices confront me
and it is decision time,
paranoia sets in.
I rummage through the anxious moments,
begin a futile exercise of
coping with a barrage of insecurities,
indecisiveness,
hesitation,
confusion,
procrastination….
What if I make a wrong choice?
A conundrum which has no answer,
the debate between the voices of
the heart and the mind
leaves little scope
to navigate through the labyrinth of thoughts.
Pondering,
contemplating,
deliberating,
the pros and cons.
Finally, I decide
come back to it tomorrow.
Sadly,
decision making has never been my forte!
In response to V. J’s weekly challenge #101 : Decisions
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