Indecision

Is there a better way? I ask myself.

Perhaps the other way is better. After all, the grass is always greener.
Scrambling – I find myself searching for the answer, each time more puzzled.

What if such perfection is non-existent? What if choices are always tainted by the subconscious and that there will always be repercussions for your decisions?

Perhaps there will never be a right answer. We’ve convinced ourselves of the possibility of an impeccable choice. One that is flawless, without error – inch-perfect, so we save ourselves from heartaches.

But that’s delusional.

The perfect choice is nothing short of our own ideals – a figment of our imagination and an extension of our deepest desires. Our tainted desires. The choices that we make each day are always at the mercy of the self. There will always be a cost. Now, no less.

Exercise wisdom, take your pick and learn to bear with failures – the better way is this way.