I’m hungry — my stomach cries, Do I cook or order fries? If I order, I’ll save time, If I cook, I’ll spend a dime. If I order, taste’s supreme, If I cook, a healthy dream. If I order, no pots to scrub, If I cook, I’ll join the club. Time is money, health is wealth, Which one’s better for my health? Round in circles, brain attack, Decision ping-pong, bouncing back. OK… I’ll order. What should I order, what’s the cuisine? Pizza, sushi, or something between? But wait — had noodles just yesterday night, Maybe a curry? Or tacos? Feels right. Oh no! Too late, the shops are closed, Decision expired — hunger exposed. Alright, I’ll cook — but what shall it be? Pasta with pesto, or maybe some brie? Spaghetti with sauce — but which one will fit? Tomato or cream? My brain just won’t quit. I’m so tired, I’ve lost all the hacks, Grab me a snack — eat over my Macs. Decision collapse, spiral complete, ADHD anthem with a junk-food beat!
