Post-saving-the-world letdown.

The ordinary, banal problems of real life -- a furnace not working properly, crowded subways, yogurt containers that burst and spew yogurt all over the inside of your bag -- just seem so ... pale.

I want to go back to Rachenza.

(Thank goodness we have the off-year events and then P3 to look forward to, or this would be a HUGE black hole instead of a gray one.)