Talking on the Shore While the Sea Waits
How do you take your coffee?
Hot or cold?
Black, latte, or instant?
Dairy, oat, soy, almond?
Sugar? Sweetener? Stevia?
Mug or glass?
You’re already tired- and you haven’t even taken a sip.
We laugh because it’s familiar. Before our first cup of coffee, we’ve already made dozens of decisions. And that’s before the real ones begin: whether to stay in a secure job or leave for something uncertain, whether to buy a home or keep waiting, whether to commit, to move, to speak up, to act.
Decision-making is exhausting. And yet, life does not ask whether we have the energy for it.
Every day, we move between small, mundane choices: what to wear, what to eat, whether to bring an umbrella, and decisions with long-term consequences that shape our identities and our futures. Sometimes we move easily. Other times, we freeze. And often, we discover that it’s easiest to decide only when there is no choice left. We stare at a menu until the waiter returns and the table is waiting. Suddenly, we order- not because we’ve reached clarity, but because the moment demands action. We remain in workplaces we know are wrong for us until the situation becomes unbearable. We postpone change until the lease ends, the machine breaks, the deadline arrives.
There is comfort in “no choice.”- When circumstances force our hand, responsibility shifts. We didn’t decide,........
