Decisions

It echoed in my head as I left the building. "One or Two? One? Or. Two?" I grimaced to myself, shoving my hands deeper into my pockets. How was I supposed to decide?! I'd stared at my two options for hours it felt like, and they both looked exactly the same. Yet I knew they shouldn't be. So I left. Leaving the options on the table. Hoping that some fresh air and looking at something different would make my decision much easier upon returning to that dark room.
Somehow...I already knew it wouldn't help.
But I was procrastinating already, so why not get some sunlight out of it?
Not that my mind would let me enjoy the sunlight.
"One or Two? One or Two?"
It echoed over and over in my head, drowning out even the birds chattering nearby.
One or Two.
It shouldn't be that hard.
It shouldn't.
I kicked at the grass.
Maybe I'd just go back and pick One.
But....what if the correct answer was actually Two?
Could I pick Two?
I frowned, I'd have to look at it again.
It just seemed...a tiny bit easier with One. and I went for Easy more often than not.
So why not One?
Why was I even thinking about Two?

-Inspiration from a visit to the Eye Doctor