I would like to think that when I make decisions I use my head.
I don’t have a bad brain. For the most part it serves me well and I hardly ever get bored so it keeps me amused most of the time.
So for the most part I try to go by my head AND heart at the same time.
And, you might wonder, what happens when let my heart and brain work things out together?
Simple answer: without fail they screw it up every single time.
What do I expect? They’re only internal organs after all- and they’re not even interesting when you pop them out of a skull or crack open a chest and pull them out.
One is a muscle and the other is a sponge.
So when I make decisions I rely on the angel and the devil that ride around on my shoulders.They mess stuff up at some pretty darn epic- no, more like Mount Everest levels. Only when they mess up their self preservation skills are pretty darn superb, so sure. I’ll ‘fess up. I go with them every single time.
I don’t over think things. Sometimes I just go with that little voice in my ear, close my eyes and go for it.