How does connection work? How is it that two souls can feel each other without words, without touch, and even without being in each others’ presence,
and at other times, feel miles apart while having their fingers or tongues interlocked?
When it comes to decision making, my go-to method is always list-making.
Pros vs Cons.
Straightforward and effective all the time.
Well, most of the time; not really working now. But to be fair, it could be because I am subconsciously coming up with more Pros or Cons to reach the decision I know I sort of want in my head.
Decision that I lack the courage to confront, and too reluctant to leave it to logic, reasoning or rationale.
But I will never stop making lists, not until I am in the know.
Even list-making can’t save me now.
Is there some kind of formula that might be helpful for me now?
What is the formula for time and distance again? Does it apply to all kinds of distances?
S I X P E G S 
Maybe you can stop making lists and just listen to your heart. Sometimes the heart knows what the mind doesn’t; sometimes it sees what the mind refuses to acknowledge. No decision is too weak. :]
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Look at things from the lowest denominations, the answers are there
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reminded me of a poem I just read
“Change is (the only) constant” – Loh Guan Liang
If speed equals distance over time,
it follows that a life over time
yields the net velocity of its being.
Maybe we are running on the spot
besides a scrolling background,
looking up and whistling
at the arc our ambitions make
as they streak across the night,
for how is it that we have gone so far
and still gone nowhere at all?
We offer formulae, lift our tongues
to derivatives so we may prove
capable of flight. Ignoring air resistance,
we focus on falling in reverse
towards the moon. Gravity reminds us
of Earth and like runners
we cross the line and complete
the equation of our lives in time.
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“Maybe we don’t heal by convincing ourselves that someday, the pain will fade; that we’ll return to our former selves and reclaim the life we used to have. Maybe we heal when we accept that it’s okay to never go back; when we stop trying to use the broken pieces to rebuild the old picture, and instead, create a new one. Maybe we heal by affirming that even with this pain, we can craft a life that gives us meaning; that even when there are storms that flood our hearts, we can learn how to swim; that when night falls, we can learn how to create our own light. Maybe, it means trusting that no matter how many times we have to recreate ourselves and redirect our path, we will end up where we’re meant to be.”
— Daniell Koepke
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