It's quiet.
The problem is handled. The house is still mine. I don't need to keep replaying it.
God can judge whatever needs judging. I did what I had to do for AngryPages and for my own peace. That's enough.
I'm not hunting him in my head anymore. I'm not writing another speech. I'm not proving anything.
There is work to do. There are good people to publish. There is a company to grow. That's where my mind goes next.
Forgive. Forget. Live.
Quiet now.