Why do I hate making decisions so much? I feel like I'm missing That one thing I didn't Decide to do And if I have only 65 more years left, I don't wanna miss out. BUT I feel like I'm missing Out on the big picture If I don't decide. And I have only 65 more years left
That's about what's been happening inside my indecisive brain lately. While it's good to consider things before straight up jumping into them, I do have that tiny voice in the back of my head that tells me can't just trust fate with every single one of my decisions and it's arguing with the one telling me that fate will guide me no matter what and I don't know what to do about it. (Also I know 65 years is a long time for things and people to grow and develope, just think of it as a rhethoric device or something)