left pushing, right excusing

'Just go, don't think too much,' Left said.

'Ya, I know, but just can't bring myself to do it,' said Right.
'You know, I don't know if it will turn out alright,' Right added, frowning.
'And am still unsure how I want it, short and straight, or slightly longer, and straight. Or maybe permed?' Right mumbled.

'You know, you are always like that. So I think the best way is just to go there. And then decide. This is not the first day I've known you. You will continue to just make excuses, so that you will not need to change, no? So timid, even for this kind of thing you wanna make so big a fuss of it. What lah you,' chided Left.

'Hmm.. You noticed that too, huh? I dunno, sometimes I think it's so hard to push, especially when thought I had decided to do something, then something else comes up, kinda like squashing the effort and pushing the momentum down again. A sign, maybe to show that it's a wrong move...?' Right argued.

'Yeah, whatever you wanna believe in. Should I tell you then, okay, don't do it, just keep it until one day, someone else will say, hey, you hair's too long and unhealthy. Can see so many many split ends. You don't feel gross? Do you want that? As it is, I can see quite a number now, and you know, the time you spend looking for those split ends is just appalling! Other people can become millionaires, then go the shop to get their's done with. Why not just close your eyes, your ears, your brain, and move yourself?! Just go to the shop, sit down, then take a deep breath. It's better throwing your hair around there, then having those hair all around the house. It's gross and dirty, you know,' retorted Left.

'Hmm....give me another day. I think I need another day,' uttered Right, head down.

'Yeah, another day, then another day, then so on, until the year end,' Left scolded.
'So typical of you,' and Left left.