Decisions

You never think about how many decisions you make

in one day,

in your lifetime.

Each day begins with one,

Should I get my tired rear out of bed?

You make decisions about food,

bathing, what to wear,

when to leave.

Only a fraction of the decisions are obvious.

Even now,

Do I keep interested in this poem?

My decisions have been difficult.

Do I continue towards becoming a veterinarian,

as I have always dreamed?

or

Do I follow my newfound passion for Japanese

and teach?

Some decisions aren’t as trivial,

aren’t as common.

Do I love this wonderful man

that calls me his woman?

or

Am I just infatuated with the idea

of being with someone who treats me like a queen?

Even after larger decisions have been made,

the endless cycle continues.

Like water moving up and down and up again,

the decisions fluctuate

from small to large to small again.

Should I read some more?

I’ve never realised the

monstrosity of decisions we make

every day, every year,

in our lives.