So much to do, just to be undone.  So much effort to prepare, so much effort to undo.  You form a team to construct an imaginative project based whimsical ideas, and after a weekend of realization of your particular vision, you slowly take it all apart, appreciating the journey that created such a concrete experience.

On the return to the normal life, although busy, is worth the long and drawn out build up.  So much energy is put into a project, and the outcomes goes so quickly that you blink and it’s gone.  It’s an experience, it’s a mood, it does not last except for the feeling that is imprinted.

Temporary beauty, not many things last in this reality.  You get out what you put in, but you can never be sure that the reward will match the intentions in the form you wish.