Bad With Decisions

I've always been really bad with decisions - as in REALLY BAD - (ask my mom - she won't even shop with me anymore), but this time the decision is much bigger than red or black, silver or gold, and quite honestly, it makes me want to crawl in bed, pull the covers over my head and pretend like it's not there.

Decisions like this one make my forehead crease, my stomach gurgle and my mind run in circles, but today is full of old memories and new opinions, and I'm starting to feel like I may be favoring one side over the other.

Here's hoping...