decide.

Are you familiar with those days where everything seems slow, everything can happen but is not happening, things could materialise but they keep on waiting, on and on and on? Than suddenly, someone, somewhere, presses a fast forward button, and your brain suddenly activates, as if caffein rushed high on speed full of excitement going just under the limit where everything falls apart. Oh, sounds terrific. But, it is not. I lived them through, too many times.

I like to call them (or calling myself more precisely): not realising yourself - failed to act upon the inner feeling, fucking slowmo. 

I find it very similar to the experience where you are in decision-making situation. The decision HAS to be made. To go left. Right? Right is better! Yet left is not bad too. But you know I have this nudge about right. Maybe it is because I am left handed so I don't ...    and *BOOM*!  Congratulations, you just picked up the street sign and finished in the window of a boutique store. 

Not deciding is a decision in itself. I don't know. I am not sure. Yeah, those too.