So the heat breaks, even briefly, and you are relieved. It may be temporary, but you feel it as if it were a reprieve from troubled times.
The truth is like the old saw about the dog’s tail– if you step on it and then get off, the dog is so delighted, he’ll even wag his tail for his tormenter.
We suffer, and the slightest amnesty feels life-changing. We are similarly relieved when our government sounds normal for even a moment in time, but that is grist for another riff. I have to admit I am relieved that I don’t have to expand on it.