The weather's turning and the crew is waiting to see what I'll decide. There's no one above me out here, no one to share the choice with; it lands on me and only me. I've carried command a long time, but tonight the loneliness of the final call is wearing me thin.
More people experience this than they realize.
The solitude of command and the loneliness of the final call are wearing on you.
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.