My name is ELLA…

Sarah scrolled through the endless options on the screen, her fingers blurring across the trackpad. The collage of footwear was overwhelming. She had a beach vacation coming up in a week and couldn’t decide between the simple black flip-flops, the chunky white clogs, or the elegant strappy sandals. Each pair promised a different adventure. The black ones for casual strolls, the white ones for a trendy look, and the strappy ones for a romantic dinner. The sheer volume of choice represented the chaos of her current life—too many paths, too many possibilities, and no clear direction. She sighed, closed the tab, and decided to wear her old, trusted sneakers. Sometimes, the best choice was the one that required no choice at all.