To Rum or Not to Rum

I feel like my little beary life is a series if decisions of A vs. B.  The biggest problem with this set up is that neither A nor B is particularly appealing. I don't mean to complain, truly.  I am a lucky bear in so many ways.  AND YET... I am remarkably not doing well.  I am currently choosing not to make choices.   To see  family or not to see family. To continue or not to continue.  To speak or to stay silent.  To drink rum or to be a nice sensible bear.  To push the moment to its crisis or to let it be.  To hide or to rum.  Yes, rum.  Rum.  That is all.  I'll go back to rum, because rum is another drink!