Friday, June 03, 2005

Ravyn - One Hundred Words

After all the months of preparation, stress, confusion, overt disagreements, silent rebellion, this incredible train rolled into her station. Then came nearly one hundred hours filled with excitement, joy, sheer terror, pain, enlightenment, boredom, anger, and finally, exhaustion. New acquaintances were made, old friends celebrated, good times enjoyed by everyone. Nobody slept, much.

My mind absorbed myriad experiences, struggling to comprehend such disparity. Emotions battled against each other without resolution.

Some stragglers breakfasted together Tuesday morning. We exchanged brief goodbyes. I pulled away from our empty hotel feeling a sharp, wordless ache inside me.

Another Balticon is gone.

1 comment:

Carl V. Anderson said...

This is so great, Ravyn. It describes exactly the way one feels after a convention experience. It seems silly but I really feel emotionally drained and very melancholy after a convention. The shared experience is such a powerful thing that it does leave a void when it ends.