How to make a choice

You have to make choices during your whole life:

Should i leave or should i go?
Which dress do I have to wear today?
Should I become a doctor or a truck driver?
Should I move and follow my heart?
Should I call him again?

I remember me choosing the school I would study in after the results of the concours: a big excelfile with criterias as place, formation, number of months in a company, etc and I put numbers, wrote a nice formula and hop, I landed in Grenoble. I just saved this excel file, printed it and hop, my choice was made, I never looked back and regretted it. Not because I love
hydraulical things (Except the ones which has alkohol in it), no just because in a way, it was not important, I made my decision. I am not a quitter. Crazy, huh?

I think that the biggest decision I ever made was not to jump and to move on. It was all directed by my heart. No excel file or something, just a strong survival feeling shouting to me to move on, for real also. To quit the idea of quitting. I am not used to that. Difficult but right I think. I never looked back to this decision either. I decided to be a fighter.

Yeah, but hard to quit. I always need a chock to make it, something hard that slaps me in the face and makes me see how dummy I can be to stick on my idea or will. Today, one of these chocks in life happened to me. Of course, I did not decided it, I just had to handle it. I got the same kind of chock one month ago and i was all like Duffy and stuff crying and supplying to make the other choice, the one that I would make. And this morning, I was all“you say good bye and I say hello”. I was unhappy with this choice but somehow, I took it for a good thing, a chock that would make me move on. And it does!

But fighters don’t quit and quitters don’t fight, but yeah you’re right, I’ll be the quitter all the time!