I’m not very good at making up my mind. I will stand in front of my open pantry doors for about 15 minutes, trying to figure out what I want to eat. I will bounce around from station to station on the radio trying to find that one plays something I want to listen to, which frankly, isn’t often enough. I try on several different shirts every morning, because I don’t know which one I want to wear for the day. It’s one of the traits about myself that I hate the most, because it makes me look or seem wishy-washy, and I’m really not. I work at being more solid when it comes to making choices, and I know it’ll be something I’ll have to continue working at the rest of my life.