After a long day at work, tired and hungry, I circle the vegetable aisle for the third time, my mind feels like a foggy cloud whenever I try to think of what to cook tonight. The inability of my decision-making induces stress, the thing I would like to evade in everyday life. I decide that I am going to battle the stress, I walk away from the vegetable aisle toward the coolers and decide, whatever, I'll just have a pizza.