Leaving the Nest

Well the day arrived. My Oldest is moving out.
I'm glad for him and wish him the best of luck. I know some things are going to hit home to him real soon, but if he has enough of a drive, then he will succeed.
He works part time in Fast Food, so money is tight, but he is sharing expenses with 2 other guys and their looking for a fourth bill payer.
He knows he can't afford his car and insurance, so I'm stuck with both. Of course the car stays here for now.
I'm not being cruel, but he had a decision to make. Freedom comes with a price. He could have stayed here and had room, board and all he had to do is make his vehicle payments or his own place.
I must be a different person. I cherished my Car growing up. It was my life. I probably worked on it more than it needed, wax the paint right off it sort of thing.
I only left after a argument with my mother. Nothing serious just enough to make me understand it was time to spread the wings.
There's no conflict here at home with him and us either. He is a good kid. He just wants to try it all out I suppose.
I'm pretty sure he'll be back, but I can't tell him that.
Now to make the room a Home Office.....that isn't right is it?