The train has left the station
Even though the choice has been mine, and I have been adamant, once that train leaves the station and the opportunity is lost, does the consequence truly become clear. I know this is what I have wanted all along and should be grateful that it is resolving itself. But now, I am of course worried that I may have misjudged. But this time, for once, I am going to leave well alone.
Standing firm, waving sadly and reluctantly.
