Last Night

The sudden, sober feeling last night, stuck in traffic and sharing a cab with an Oxfordian mum and her two young darling daughters, Olivia and Honor (who was prone to nosebleeds) that he was through living a life filled with 'I don't knows' and hesitations--the realization that what he really hungered for now was the ability to simply say yes or no to things and to stick by his decision, even if it meant breaking someone's heart. He had no idea how this feeling and the episode with this careful, caring mother in the taxi were related (he recalled the way she had pulled sandwiches from her handbag), but lying in bed the next evening, he knew it had clarified his vision of things.