I used to be indecisive, but now I’m not so sure.
I was unsure as to whether to write “I” about indecision, since I am one of the most indecisive people you’ll ever meet. I have no answers. I beg your help. I have a million embryonic stories, but I just cannot decide which to develop, so I go from half formed story to incomplete character, never quite finishing anything.
I apologize, if you eagerly opened this blog hoping once again for me to dazzle you with my brilliance. For here, I have little to offer, except perhaps solidarity.