indecision

is my nemesis.

stomach growling, i can't even decide what to cook for dinner. grill some chicken breasts with goat cheese and pesto? or a hot dog? or just have a glass of milk?

passively i occupy myself for a moment or two, surprised that it's taking so long. how come nothing's happened? yet, instead, all i end up with is a rumbly stomach and guilt.

why is this so difficult?

let's blame it on my cold. go away cold and bring me back my willpower.