Modern life feels like a constant decision-making loop.
What to eat. What to say. Who to meet. Whether to reply or ignore. Whether to stay or leave. Whether to rest or push harder.
Even small days feel mentally exhausting.
Our ancestors didn’t deal with this. Their choices were straightforward food, shelter, safety, and mate. Survival! not strategy.
Their lives were limited, but maybe more peaceful. Who knows!
We’ve replaced survival choices with lifestyle ones. And somehow, that feels heavier.
I’m not sure how much evolving prefrontal cortex can handle the modern overload. Maybe we weren’t built for this many tabs.
Maybe clarity comes not from making the right decision, but from having fewer to make. That fewer decisions start with one word: No.
Cheers!
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