Sometimes the risks of life overwhelm us, and we avoid making a decision. This is especially true in a society like ours, which gives us more and more options. If we can’t know who to marry or what to do with our lives or which brand of clothing is the most ethically manufactured, maybe we can’t do anything at all. Eventually we fold in on ourselves, unable to commit, or only committing to things half-heartedly, exhausted by our own sense of inadequacy. This is despair. We will still move toward the block, but we’ll be dragged there against our will.
