You just can't get enough of it. You want it to just be there all the time and make it completely part of your system now. It's just so awesomely wonderful feeling, watching it and following it for two weeks straight you just stopped caring for every thing else you used to like doing just before the Olympics fever started. Its the magic. Its the unity of different nations. Its the commitment to health, to physical fitness. Its the self-discipline and adherence to rules. Its the finding out of what one can prove when the best is given. But now the Olympics is over. And now you don't know how to reconnect to the you-before-Olympics. Worst, there's that feeling of refusing to reconnect. You wish to stay still in that fifteen days of Olympics magic. You try to tune-in to tv shows you were fond of before, but you feel empty. You try to get back to the work you've been busy with, two weeks ago, ...