Vending Machine

I’ve spent way too much time at the hospital lately. One thing I’ve noticed is the people at the vending machines.

When you step off the elevator, there they are. The giants standing with their bright colors and electric glow. Drawing you in like sirens to your death. And people always stand there, staring, for minutes. It is as if they’re paralyzed by the options.

Isn’t that like life? We’re paralyzed by options even when the correct choice is usually looking you right in the eyes. I think it’s funny that the choices in a vending machine are seldom good for you. Even in a hospital. But such is life.

So don’t be paralyzed by situations that come up in life, but go ahead and make your decision. As for me, I went with 303, the salted caramel doughnuts.

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