It has arrived. It has been delivered.

It isn’t pink-ribbon-tied like the others. It isn’t glittered.

I don’t know how it will profoundly affect the direction of the path I’m walking.

Though relieved, it’d be a lie if I say there wasn’t the slightest disappointment. It’s like knowing your favourite pet is going to die and you’re mentally prepared for that. But when the day eventually comes you’d still feel a bit of sadness.

No regrets though Nothing is final.