If you're a Libra, you will never be able to make a decision. I once burst into tears holding a menu in a restaurant because I just couldn't make up my mind. (And yes, this was as a grown adult.)
Today I have a long list of things I should do. Mostly stories. It goes:
Housebound novel/Housebound novella (Oh great, a choice within a choice.)
Tax return (I know that one won't get picked til I feel the chill breath of HM Customs on the back of my neck)
The poker club
I should just pick one and start it, but I'm feeling like I've got a menu in front of me and the waiter is hovering over my shoulder and the rest of the table is looking at me expectantly.
Ah fuck it. I'm going with Punk, even if it doesn't have the most pressing deadline.
But maybe Cuba...