Helping me decide

Yesterday, you came over and I asked you which watch I should get. I had gotten two at the store the other day and couldn’t decide which one I liked better, and since I couldn’t decide between those, I wondered if I should hop online to purchase my usual analog, thin-strapped watch I had used for years. You immediately said “No, no, you’re not going to do that,” to the last option because it was time for something new and different on my wrist.

After talking pros and cons back and forth you were pointing me in the direction of the white watch with colored numbers and a light-up face, the one I had the most hesitation about. Yet I was making excuses for it, and at that moment I knew that’s the one I would keep over the small-faced, dark and classy one. Because why get a watch that was just fine when I could get one that was fun and different?

I didn’t have to bring back both watches home to begin with, but I knew I wanted to ask you. I would have sent you pictures of them, showed them to you via video chat, or written up pros and cons to help you help me decide. Because that’s what it is: not that I trust your fashion advice, not that I wanted your opinion of which one I should keep. I talk my decisions through with you because you always help me figure out what I’m thinking. Because you know. You can hear the undertones and my reasons and piece together what I haven’t thought yet.