What To Do
What to do when
The choices are endless
The possibilities even more so
It can be paralyzing if you let it
But I don’t
Let it I mean
My choices are often quick
My gut being the north star
But sometimes my gut is wrong
And I take back my choices
One thing that’s beautiful
Is you can always choose to choose again
Sometimes though
I ponder
And ponder
And ponder
When my gut can’t choose for me
When I can’t lean on my heart
But instead must access my rational mind
That’s when my choices scare me
I check in
With friends
Family
My therapist
My reality
Is often so distorted
Like a gnarled little tree
Curling unnaturally to try to reach the sun
So when I have to be rational
And look inward for that rationale
I feel sick
I don’t trust myself
If my gut is my compass
My wise mind is the magnet
Causing me to doubt
Everything
Thank god for my gut
And I’m working
Hard
On training my wise mind to be true
The butterfly effect scares me
Because what if I make the wrong choice
But I rarely regret my choices
Because we always end up
Exactly
Where
We
Are
Meant
To
Be