The Nudge

i can never take the same route back home after a walk. i hate the idea of returning. what's that saying about a man never stepping in the same river twice? what's that saying about me?

maybe i’m directionless, maybe ezra koenig is too smart for any of our goods and young hearts need a pressure to pound, or maybe a decision is what happens when you have no choice but to make it.

if my only defence is sight, and i’m bulldozing headfirst through time, then the natural question is what the fuck is meaning?

i think meaning is The Nudge.

occasionally, it's hard to be sure i’m not imagining things, so when someone sees what i was struggling to even articulate, and nudges me along, saying, ‘yes, go for it.’ that means a lot. the gift, as khyati described what she has found with amber, is of surety of step.

the idea is that even if i don't know where i’m going or why, i’m allowed to take it one step at a time.

this is where the nudge, the meaning, becomes pivotal. it steadies the shaking nerves and helps you do your best.

i’m not one to be grateful for inevitabilities, but i hope those that nudge me, with little to offer but sincerity, know that their dreams have made me.