Sometimes I sit and wonder about why we make decisions. Well, not we, but rather me. I try to do it as in-often as possible because when I do make them, I often second guess myself afterwards. Maybe it's a lack of practice or tolerance for my own stupidity, who knows.

I wish I did.

I think it's that I so much prefer to make decisions with my heart; with what feels good and right and not necessarily what's the best logically or most rational. But the rest of the world uses their heads. So who's to blame, me or them?

And for that matter, it would make sense to say that I must have some warped vision of right and good if I doubt my decisions after I make them. When everyone else is working with their head and you're working with your heart... things are bound to go awry.

I just want to be happy. Be loved. Be hugged. I want to make decisions that will help me get there. But I can't seem to do it right.

I just want a hug.
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Song(s) to d/l: Deep Inside of You - Third Eye Blind
Scenes from a Coffeehouse - Blessid Union of Souls
Don't Look Back in Anger - Oasis