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Not always but often, when faced with two paths, one hard and one obviously harder, my "mindset" kicks in and I pick the harder. Because fuck it.

On deeper reflection, when I'm making those kind of choices, out mountain-biking or yomping, they happen very rapidly and come from a more direct place. My soul is demanding challenge. There's no fatigue. It's not carelessness, just caution taking a back seat and reading the map while I drive.

On the other hand, stuck between the choices of which two fine drinks to order.... comfort kills.

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> Not always but often, when faced with two paths, one hard and one obviously harder, my "mindset" kicks in and I pick the harder. Because fuck it.

Hah same here, though I've been trying to move past that and make life less bloody difficult for myself.