a squirrel in the middle of the road

i'm in an indecisive

period

of my life. i can't decide what

to eat,

what to read,

or watch on tv.

when i wake up i don't know

what clothes to wear.

i'm in a strange sort of limbo.

a purgatory

of indecision.

when the waiter asks me

if i want spring water,

sparkling or tap,

i pause, my heart begins

to palpitate,

i can hardly breathe.

i feel weak

while perusing the enormous

menu

at the Cheesecake Factory

i can't take it

anymore.

i go home.

it's three o'clock in the afternoon,

should i stay up.

or take a nap.

should i ignore the ringing,

or should

i answer the phone?