Story of My Feelings

There is a re-occurring theme that spans the last ten years of my life. Some might call that them indecision, other might refer to it as soul searching. I call it my waking nightmare. Bombarded by information, I'm constantly under the attack of something new that calls out for my attention. A new cause, a broader perspective, a new sense of purpose, more "mandatory" research, and on and on it goes, all of which cause to me stutter, pause, and wonder what the hell am I doing? What is it I'm supposed to be doing? Am I doing the "right" thing. Why is so damn important for me to micro-manage what I'm doing?