Option Paralysis, Creeping Thoughts, and a Shotgun.

I've been suffering from option paralysis lately. 

I also believe time's not your friend.

Dog days, stagnation, microcosmic attention span, dirty office job, the need to prolong the lengthening of tooth.

I guess what I'm trying to get at is this: I'm really fucking glad I get to go shoot quail with my dog in 12 days.