Options

Options.

Every day, every hour.
Every second.
We are presented, constantly with choices.

Options.

Do we run, do we hide?
Do we fight?
Do we choose to do something else altogether?

Options.

Do we stay, do we go?
Do we run?
Do we abstain from choosing anything?

Options.

Every person, every situation.
Everyday.
Why are some decision so hard to make?

Options.

Beef? Pork? Ham?
Mushrooms?
From food, to occupation, our choices affect everything.

Options.

Our job, our friends.
Our life.
Everything stems from the choices we make.

Options.

Choices, decisions.
Options.
The choices we make, make us as well.

Options.

What makes a human, human?
Species?
Gender, age, creed? Actions? Or maybe something more...

Options.

Choices, both made and...
Unmade.
If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice.

Options.

Forever they surround us.
They are us.
But all are hints at a larger choice, the ultimate set of options.

Options.

It's a binary decision, two choices.
Live, or don't.
A choice we all must make - continue living, guaranteed of pain, or don't.

Options.
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