Decisions, choices, desires, wants.
Sometimes I don’t even know what I want, and slowly it becomes revealed to me.
Other times, the desire hits my body so hard, there’s no way I am letting it out of my sight.
But when the decision is there for me to make, and I have to pick, and both choices are difficult, claiming what I want is a tough task. I want someone else to take responsibility, in case I’ve made the wrong decision. Truthfully though, I know there are no wrong decisions. They are all right, and I will learn whatever I need to learn on either path. I want to claim my choice as what I want, as my decision, and as me taking control of my life.