Why the tiniest choice can feel like cliff‑diving

Fall 2012—An Anatomy of the Freeze, the Flinch, and Five Micro‑Moves That Rescued a Friendship on the Brink

PROLOGUE | Meet the Indecision Freeze—and Its Mirror

Austin, October 2012. Fall snaps on like a breaker switch—jackets half‑zipped, wood smoke threading the alleys, downtown lights sweating fruit‑stand neon.
The danger that night isn’t a rip current or a frayed parachute line; it’s the split‑second when my thumb stalls above send, Ander’s tongue locks aro…