Deeply felt disappointment. Held hard and tight is all I start with. 
This is not a great beginning as the day is only just getting under way. 
The feeling that I need to give myself time to unravel unwind discover and recover is now speaking to me. 
The train has gone. 
I didn’t rush. 
I still have my pre paid ticket that came with a discount that meant in turn I cannot get a refund. Which is ironic because when I booked I realized how ambitious a day trip to Edinburgh from London would be. 
I have done it before. 
Twenty years ago with a vodka bottle aboard an overnight bus from Victoria and back in time for another sunrise. 
This sunrise is my own. 
I did not jump aboard the train now leaving the station. 
I walk towards it. It moves away faster. 
I am out of step with routine and the preset plans I made which I have not done before. 
Normally I do for the sake of doing. 
Not this time. 
The break of routine facilitates a new me. Fresh doors to different places are spotted in my head. 
This is what missing my train taught me about copywriting.