It was good. Really really really good. But I'm sad it's over, you know? No more next christmas openings, no more can't wait to see it. This is the post-adrenaline slump.
It started to rain when we were out in the parking lot, and it was just what I needed, not too hard, but cold and clear. I stood out in front of my building a bit before going on, letting it wash some of the excess away from me and felt less like I might shatter if I breathed too deep.
I shouldn't put myself in a room with hundreds of emotionally charged people, it isn't good for me.