Reading this prompt, different questions came to mind. What
should I write about? What am I interested in? Why can’t he just tell me what
to write about? Why is this so difficult?! Then I realized, choices. I could do
my blog about my hatred of them.
In life, we are given hundreds of
choices to make every day. What to wear, what to eat, where to go, what to do.
For the most part, I hate choices. When given too many, it becomes stressful.
How do you know if you are making the right choice? What if you miss out on an opportunity
by making the wrong one? Being an American, our whole culture is about the
opportunity of making your own choices about everything. Sometimes, I think it
just makes everything a whole lot more difficult. Give me three things to
choose from and I’ll be good. Give me a whole world of possibilities and a
little war between the choices starts in my mind, left with none of them winning.
And I, left staring at a blank piece of paper, am clueless about what to do. I
like to be told, it makes things simple, less complicated, easy.
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