You spend a further five minutes debating if you want breakfast, whether you even have time for it, or if you should grab something on the way to work.
You walk up and down the station platform trying to decide which carriage on the train will be the least crowded.
Once on the train, you spend the rest of the trip debating what stop to get off at.
You try to decide if you want to grab a coffee on your way to the office, or wait and buy one later.
When your boss asks you what you're working on for the day, your brain goes into meltdown mode.
And trying to decide what you want for lunch is pure torture.
When you finally do decide, you start to worry that you've made the wrong decision.
Your co-workers starting an afternoon game of 'Would You Rather' sends you into a tailspin.
Late afternoon, your friend texts you to see if you're still on for the movies, and utters this dreaded phrase: "You can pick what we see!"
So you frantically google the movie reviews to try and pick something half decent.
Before caving and begging your friend to choose because you just can't make the decision.
While reminding them to make the dinner reservation too, so you can get out of making that choice.
Once you get there, you can't decide if you want a drink with dinner or if you should try and be ~good ~.
Then there's the horror of picking a main.
Just when you think all your decision making is over for the night, you head to the movies only to be faced with the candy bar.
And once you get home, you set three alarms again in preparation for tomorrow.
