All aboard the chop-choose train of choice.
Remember what it was like when you were young and playing? The choice of games to play and invent seemed totally endless. And what about going to the sweetshop with pocket money and having a world of choice of which sweeties to choose to make up your pick n mix bag? It was exciting, right?
So when did having choice become a chore? When did you decided that choice was limited? How much of your life do you create from the space of hobsons choice? In other words you can choose anything as long as you choose this one thing .
And how much and how often do you get so caught up in trying to make the right choice and not the wrong choice that you end up not choosing anything at all which, of course, is a still a choice!