After the storm, where I remember my body aching, tirelessly working against the storm, with no help at all. Just a dark empty road, no water, no food, no rest. Then some several painful final jolts, then I reach the hut. I just sit in a chair and start relaxing slowly, still feeling ripples. I then go off to sleep with no memory of it when I wake up. It feels like a holiday, like I’ve retired from the world. Nothing connecting me to the previous world at all, it’s over. No obligations or responsibilities remaining. I feel like a holiday. I stay careful thereafter. Mindful of every move. Until the next chaos, I enjoy the calm.