After the deluge came an unexpected calm. All that passion spent. The torrents had swept all before. They laid waste to the political landscape.
On the ground, cherished old certainties were vanquished. A silent and awaiting Dáil chamber belies an upside-down world.
And yet. That morning-after-the-night-before feeling began to resolve itself. A revolution of sorts was born. But unyielding reality tempered things all round.
Fact of the matter is nobody "won" the election. They would need 80-plus seats to embrace that accolade. It was soft shoe shuffle time for a while. But Mary Lou McDonald knows she will not be in government unless she can forge a deal with Fianna Fáil.
It was clear Leo Varadkar and Fine Gael meant what they said; she would get no succour on that front under any guise. In the immediate election aftermath - amid flickers of a Sinn Féin and Fianna Fáil flirtation - it looked as if the outgoing Taoiseach was taking more than a little solace from his defeat.
Overnight, Varadkar and most of his party were suddenly thirsting for a Sinn Féin/ Fianna Fail get-together. It's as if, fatigued from rolling the boulder up the hill, enjoyment from watching Mary Lou and Micheál Martin bear the burden would be inestimable.
A key obstacle to sharing power with Sinn Féin is the party's rampant over-promising. "Fixing" the housing and health crises - allied to reduced taxation for hundreds of thousands of workers - would pile huge pressure on any incoming government.
Then there were the plans for cheaper childcare - coupled with substantial pay improvements for those working in the sector.
A revamp of transport serving Dublin's commuter belt was also guaranteed. Climate change initiatives, which will anger farmers and powerful interest groups, were on the wish list. Pension payments, which will ravage our tax base in a few years, are guaranteed no matter what.
There are other more sideline issues. Clamping down on landlords risks large numbers leaving the sector. If that happens the accommodation crisis - at least in the short term - will reach unprecedented levels.
Then there is our shortage of hospital consultants and experienced doctors. They would be classified as "high earners" as per the Sinn Féin gospel. Will the fact they will have to pay more tax not lead to even more critical staff shortages in the health service?
Any Sinn Féin government partner will also worry about the party's approach to Northern Ireland. "Up the 'RA"-style sloganeering is but a symptom. Unrelenting demands for a Border poll - which many argue provides succour for extreme loyalists - is promised by McDonald.
So as the hours passed, Micheál Martin, who had left the door ajar for a possible Sinn Féin deal, lost his nerve. He knew some of his TDs, staying mum for the moment, just might risk a hook-up with the new power group on the block. But holding on to this option as a possible pathway to power began to unravel. Reality dawned.
We are back to the Big Two. As of now, a merging of the two great tribes of Irish politics in some agreed pact is still hard to imagine.
That makes no sense given all they have in common. But Fine Gael and Fianna Fáil are divided by intangibles and inconsequential things that can't be measured.
That's the greatest obstacle in forging a unity of purpose. And who will be top dog - Leo or Micheál? There is also concern Sinn Féin will get space to evolve as the primary party of opposition - and by definition a government in waiting.
Whatever happens, the ultimate lesson of the election is our housing conundrum requires a grand gesture - something akin to Fianna Fáil's mould-breaking introduction of "free" education in the 1960s.
Meanwhile, nobody knows, including the main players in the drama, what's going to happen. We may stumble into another day out at the polls. Things happen. Suddenly.
Ask Boris Johnson. One of his heavy hitters has just fallen by the wayside - even before Bojo had the Downing Street curtains changed to something more of his taste.