The agony of indecision: a short story
I had a couple of job offers on the table. Consequently, I spent many days thinking about them. I used to wake up at 6:00 am and think out loud which job offer to choose until 1:00 am the next day. I couldn't eat, I couldn't work, I couldn't talk to anyone even if my life depended on it. I was in agony. I was afraid of the consequences of my decision. What if I made a wrong one?
