For the entire time at work on Monday, I was distracted. My mind was not fully on my task, and people thought that it was because I was still a little sick, but that had nothing to do with it. Truth be told, I was feeling much better. What got my mind straying is that I had this weight on my chest that I needed to get off. I knew I had a big decision to make, and I needed the time to think because I didn't want to make the wrong choice. I could likely regret it for the rest of my life.