So, it's been a while. I'm lying here listening to The Appleseed Cast, reflecting on things. Rambling commence:
I wonder at what point we give up on things. Not necessarily the point at which our action is actually stopped, but when the process of deciding is no longer in our hands as we have, possibly very subtly, come to a decision. I will elaborate. If I can't decide between two sandwiches, turkey or egg salad, I turn to my friend and I as... "What should I get?" But too often the answer is already decided, so why the second opinion? I already know that I want the turkey sandwich, there is no reason to question this. I will subconsciously choose this whether 'second opinion' agrees or not. My question, I guess, lies in the period of time between said subconscious decision and actual decisive action. Why this long transgression? If you've made up your mind, then choose. You know what you want before you are asked, especially in terms of decisions far greater than turkey or egg. So choose, enough lallygagging and muddling, it's time to act upon the decision you made some time ago. There is no shame in it, lest it be a moral decision (think this over next time Tiger). You disappoint the longer you put it off...
~KL~
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