Imagine someone telling you: you want this or that?

You give them an answer.

But it’s not enough. They ask you for more details. You are then presented with another choice.

You pick one.

They are still not satisfied. They give you further two subtypes to pick from.

And this keeps on going for quite some time.

Every single instance here you are denied reward, and the sense of having gotten the subject matter you’re dealing with over with so that you can move on, because of another instance of decision making that you have to deal with like a test that you have to pass first, before you are released. Before you get back your freedom. And before you earn the reward.

Decision making. What a lovely process. Your mind perceives it as an obstacle standing between you and making the difference that you’re looking forward to.

Please, give me something! You yelled.

And everybody else looked at you as if you are the one who’s crazy in this scenario.

We’re not here to make decisions. We’re here to make a difference.