As I thought about this situation more (a.k.a. overanalyzed), it dawned on me that it's a side effect of a recurring trait. Single-minded focus. When I make a decision on what I like or want to do, it's almost like I've set it in stone; my path is decided. It's not quite the same as being closed-minded, I just forget that I'm allowed to exercise more than one idea at a time. My frustration over figuring out my future makes more sense when I view it in this light. Instead of keeping myself on a pretty straight and narrow path of choices (the usual), a whole spectrum is open. And there is such a variable array of new options that pique my interest. I keep thinking that I have to pick one and surge forth, committing myself to it. Old habits die hard, but I'll continue chopping away at it.
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