It is well with my soul.
I'm up way later than my bedtime.
I have no non-chewed-to-the-quick fingernails left.
I may be in love with someone 10 years my junior (Tim Tebow: Call me, k?)
But I got to watch my team win in the coolest of settings, eating the yummiest of foods. And did I mention my team won?
It is well with my soul.
P.S. My team won. The National Title. Second in three years. And I love Tim Tebow.
That's all.
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