I am currently in the midst of vacating my current abode and relocating to a new nest with some people unknown to me. After looking around for a considerable amount of time, I have whittled it down to just two houses.
One of them is a quirky, bohemian little apartment above a hairdressers, in an ideal location, with a cool girl. The other is a large house with three other guys and a girl - very social. I have come to the conclusion that they are both perfect for me, in their own individual ways.
After an initial period of sitting on the fence, I realised that my arse was too splintered from being there too long and since then I have switched to tearing my hair out trying to decide which option is best for me...to absolutely no avail.
This has left me in a unique situation; no matter which road I take, I know that I will be happy yet the choice I make will inevitably leave me full of regret, wishing I had chosen the alternative.
So, in a last ditch attempt to save myself from losing out on both, I took to searching for inspirational quotes, and I found that Johann Wolfgang von Goethe says, "Each indecision brings its own delays and days are lost lamenting over lost days. What you can do or think you can do, begin it, for boldness has magic, power, and genius in it."
After taking on those profound words, I have told myself that tonight, I face the music. Or bite the bullet. Or maybe just take the bull by the horns. I haven't decided yet.
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