The party that was not a party has passed.
Some of you asked what it was, if not a party.
Some still don't know.
A storm came at the end, as storms do.
Nature had the last word, as it should.
The beach is clean now.
Every piece of trash, gathered.
The rocks remember nothing.
Some went too far.
Some revealed themselves under pressure.
Some questions were answered that didn't need to be asked.
We learned what we learned.
To those who showed up —
To those who built —
To those who cleaned —
To those who held it together —
Thank you.
Things can only go better.
They always do, after storms.