Hesitation

With disappointed work expectations and Mel's China trip falling at the most opportune time, I'm running out of excuses to not leave London. Yet something continues to hold me back. The longer I let it simmer, the less that hesitation seems a consequence of fear or doubt.

Unfinished business.

What that business is eludes me. I chase resolution relentlessly, knowing there is no right or wrong answer. Just wrong reasons.