It’s hard when you know what your heart wants. But things like doubt, insecurity, and loneliness cloud your judgement. Who am I to tell me what to do? I know deep down what it is that I want- but my mind knows me better. I’ll be hurt, sad, without consolation. The change is what scares me but it’s the change my heart craves. How do I choose? The conflict is devastating and without end. “Idle hands are the devil’s play thing,” so I guess my only choice is to play.