So how do you feel?
Like what? Mentally? Or physically?
Both. Either.
I think...I think I'm proud of myself.
Good.
And he smiled to himself.
And I think...my feet are going to fall off.
I'm not sure if he kept smiling or not. Probably did. I think he was proud of himself too.
I like when I can make him smile. (Trust me, the man cannot smile for pictures - it's positively painful. Chandler-style.) But once in awhile, with a certain type of win - I can get a kodak moment.
Redeemed.
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