My Struggle

I still remember the day I had to make that fate-determining choice. The choice after which my psyche would never be the same. Walking up to the mystical chateau of a building, "The Daily Scoop" loomed overhead. The choice: Cookie dough ice cream or a banana shake. It seemed like a simple question, but it was scarring. How could I solve such an equation? I couldn't possibly know, but I knew I had to make up my mind, and fast. The temptress behind the counter beckons for a response, "Are you ready yet sir?" I knew my time had come. Finally, after the conflict in my mind began to settle down, I dragged an answer from deep within the confines of my consciousness, "Yeah, I'll have a banana shake, please," I replied confidently.
"Alright, that will be right up for you," the mystical siren chants.
"Thanks!"
"Of course sir, have a good day."

Fin.