I found the word: Constipated. That is exactly how I feel when any decision is pending inside my brain. However non urgent the situation be, I cannot tolerate when I cannot make a certain decision. My body's metabolism continues along with involuntary, subconscious, routine activities. But rest all comes to a virtual pause.
This is just the diagnosis of a condition I have just passed through. Cure or prevention is yet to be discovered.
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