The Cabernet shows its oak suggestion but oddly, like

it was ashamed of its contact with oak, its time in a barrel.  It’s not bad, I thought, and not even “off”.  Just, I don’t know, I don’t understand it.  I keep sipping and the wine itself seems confused, not knowing which direction it wants to go.  So then, precipitously, I have no idea where I’m going.  Do I like it or do I not?  Do I have to decide now?  Why do I have to have a decision at all?  It’s wine.  Can’t I just have the experience and move on?