Who should speak later?

I was sitting there, trying to listen, but my mind was just a blank, tired hum. Everyone was talking, and I knew I should say something, but picking who to speak next felt like trying to decide which item in my online cart I actually wanted—something I’d leave for days.

The weight of a simple choice

It wasn’t a big deal, really. It was just about who would share next. But in that moment, with everyone looking a bit expectant, it felt like a test. I didn’t want to pick wrong, or seem like I was playing favorites, or worse, make someone feel put on the spot.My brain started looping through the names. Maybe the person who hadn’t spoken much? Or the one who always has a good story? The options just bounced around, getting nowhere. It’s funny how the smallest decisions can sometimes feel the heaviest.

Letting the wheel take the lead

So I opened the wheel on my phone. I typed in everyone’s name, one by one. It felt like a small act of surrender, handing over this tiny bit of control. There was a quiet relief in it, like admitting I didn’t have to be the one to figure it all out.I gave it a spin. The names blurred together for a second before it landed. And just like that, it was decided. The mental chatter about fairness and order just… stopped. It was out of my hands.

A quiet moment of relief

I read the name out loud, and we all just moved on. No one questioned it. No one overthought it. The conversation picked up again, naturally. I could finally just be in the room again, instead of being stuck in my own head about it.