My head is saying “fool, forget him,” my heart is saying “don’t let go.”
Grease lyrics aside, luxury decisions are still decisions. And just because having a choice of jobs is a “nice” position to be in, that doesn’t make the decision any easier. I am completely stumped at the moment. I don’t know what to do or which job to take. I really don’t want to be in the position 3 months from now of thinking, “Damn, I should have picked the other one.”
Fuck.