The Aftermath

After the journey into the cauldron of sensory stimulation,
Comes the aftermath.
Bowl filled with the conviviality of relationships.
Bowl filled with the angst of unmet expectations
Bowl filled with the pain of fragile egos bruised.
Bowl filled with the joy of new possibilities.

I return to more familiar territory,
The contents of my bowl are tossed and stirred.
Relive the petty conflicts and strategise their resolution.
Relive the disappointments and plan for a better outcome next time.
Relive the joyful, invigorating comfort of close relations.
And pang for the loss of their intimacy.
Rest, joy and some resolution may slowly drain my overfull bowl.