For the trivial, agonising 50/50 decisions — the ones that don’t actually matter but freeze you anyway — I borrow from Everett and from Borges’ garden of forking paths: you aren’t losing the road not taken. Another version of you is already walking it.

Deciding, then, isn’t choosing which branch to create. It’s learning which branch is yours. That reframe dissolves most small-decision paralysis — and it became a tiny tool, In Universe We Trust, for the spins that don’t deserve the deliberation.

Ars longa, vita brevis.