The Decision
Tick, or tock?
Ring, or knock?
Left, or right?
Fight, or flight?
Up, or down?
Smile, or frown?
Yes, or no?
Stay, or go?
Black, or white?
Day, or night?
Live, or die?
Truth, or lie?
So many simple decisions that led to this moment, that will lead to the next moment, and never stop. This or that leads to that or this. Will I choose wrong? Will I choose right? How do I know if I chose right or not? How will my decision affect others?
I close my eyes and I reach my hand out, but at the moment of impact, I rapidly pull my hand back as a wave of guilt overcomes me. I take a deep breath and try to rationalize this decision. Am I as deserving as everyone else? If I walk away right now, will the next person be deserving? Will there even be a next time?
Screw it. I have to look out for myself. I puff up my chest, stand a little taller, and grab the last pack of toilet paper. I walk confidently down the aisle and I don’t look back.
