Indecision

Indecision

Dear Wal,

I couldn't decide what to rant about today. Thus, I shall rant about indecision. I had all these ideas; b-list superheroes, the new 52, rainy days, favorite writing utensils..you get the idea. I just couldn't decide. It was very sad. You see, when I started this blog I had all these great ideas, and now a week later they've all gone POOF. I need to write these things down, I have a notebook which I carry everywhere, but I guess I thought I would be able to remember these things or post them fast enough. Something along the lines of, "Surely a post every day will keep me busy." Nope.

Never assume anything when it comes to writing. Always write when it first pops into your head. Yeah, yeah, I know. But it always happens to me anyway.

Back to indecision, I'll rant about writing habits some other time. Indecision sucks. It really, really sucks. I used to agonize over decisions, especially the most tantalizing ones like whether or not I should ride my horse that day. My line of reasoning is usually something like this: Well it might rain today. It's sunny outside. I should ride. But there's a cloud. I'm tired. I don't want to. I won't have enough time to ride. It's getting dark. It really isn't that dark, actually. I should ride my horse. But I'm tired..and so on. And the more I reason and prove that I really should ride my horse, the worse the indecision gets until I've run myself in circles and I'm completely confused and on the brink of an emotional breakdown. By that time it usually is dark, or it actually is raining.

Indecision Spiral of Despair
1) Confrontation with decision. At first, you're pretty cool with picking one or the other of your options. There's usually one or the other you're leaning towards. Life seems simple at this stage.
2) Onslaught of indecision. You suddenly realize that there are better options that the one you like, or that maybe the one you want to pick is the wrong decision and you should pick the opposite decision in order to avoid impending disaster.
3) Guilt trip. You start beating yourself up because you can't decide and because you know you suck at making decisions, and you juts know you're going to pick the wrong one and the rest of your life is going to be transformed into a living hell because of it.
4) Procrastination. You don't want to think about it. You just can't stand the thought of actually picking something over something else.
5) Logic. You force yourself to think about it. You run your mind in circles convincing yourself of all the pros and cons of each choice until you're sure you've picked on, but then you realize there's something about you choice that isn't right and the whole process repeats.
6) Despair. You give up. You're tired of running in circles with logic and trying desperately to slouch out from under your guilt. At this stage, you really just don't care anymore. Just pick something. Anything. Then you try and pick something, and you may end up starting all over again at step 2 or you might actually just buckle down and pick something.
7) Relief. You've made your choice. Problem solved. No going back now. It's like a 10-ton weight has been lifted from your shoulders.
WARNING: This process can last anywhere from seconds to years.

Procrastination and Indecision

Procrastination is an ugly, wiley beast that comes in many forms. One of which can be indecision. You start putting off a decision by saying you can't decide or you don't know a solution to the problem, when you actually know plenty of answers to the decision but you just don't want to make it quite yet. You start trying to shunt the decision off on other people in order to get that beast of procrastination to leave you alone, but it only gets worse (see indecision spiral of despair above) and when you finally decide that you are going top decide on something goddangit, you suddenly find all these things you need to do. Feed the dog. Wash the car. Get groceries. Do schoolwork. Write a blog. The decision could be anything from a huge morale dilemma like "Are those aliens a threat or do they come in peace?" to which shirt you should wear that day.

Aliens are a bad example. The JLA usually just punches and asks questions later. They have every right to, very few alien invasions they've encountered have actually been peaceful. For an example of an invasion in comics that was just a simple misunderstanding, see Superman|Batman: Enemies Among Us. It has a nice ending.

Getting off subject again. I tend to do that a lot, if you haven't noticed by now. I'll probably rant about it some day. Maybe tomorrow. Or not. I don't want to think about it. But I can't let down my readers. But I don't really have any readers to let down, so it's okay right? I don't have any readers?!

I think I see the end of this post coming. Maybe. But surely I should talk about something else. This one isn't nearly as long as my Superman post. I should make it that long. But I don't want to ramble. But this blog is specifically for ranting, right? Shouldn't I be rambling? I don't want to short-change my readers with crappy posts. What am I kidding, I don't even have any readers. I should really finish this post. But I don't want to, it's not long enough, it's not 8:33, the sun isn't gree-



/end rant

P.S. The sun is green? No way!

Yep, it's green alright.