PhD vs MBA

I lie awake. There is no respite, you can thrash about as much as you please, but it is relentless, an unforgiving pull into the abyss of dilemma, torn between two decisions, but blind to the future. It grips you, you try to rationalize, try to blink, in the hope that the vision clears. But there is no redemption. And suddenly rationale is a curse, the sole cause of your torture. Well, not completely the sole cause, another can be ascribed to your completely blindness to the future.

And the battle is lost. This is worse than gym........not only a I irregular, but I also have no enthusiasm to finish a post!!