In this empty hallway, theres nothing expected of us at this moment. The work is out of our hands, and all we can do is wait, breathe, look around. People sometimes feel like this when theyve been up all night with someone whos seriously ill or dying, or when theyve been through a non-stop series of enormously demanding tasks. A sort of peace, but more a sort of limbo, an in-between moment. For now, nothing more to do; tired, empty, slightly numbed, we rest for a bit, knowing that what matters is now happening somewhere else.