When Barack Obama won Iowa last night, it was the first time that a presidential candidate I've supported won an election. In 2000, it was McCain and Bradley in the primaries and Gore in the general; then Dean/Kerry in '04. In '96 it was Bob Dole -- I don't remember who I liked in the primaries. Recalling my mindset from that time, it was Steve Forbes, probably.
Michigan won a game that truly mattered for the first time in years. I've had games where nightmares about a loss woke me up in the middle of the night, but this week I had two mornings where I woke up before 8 a.m. due to good dreams about the team.
Today the cold air smells a little cleaner, the cigarettes taste a little tastier, my shoulders feel a little lighter and my messed-up hair looks a little perkier. The world feels right and joyous. I wonder if this is how normal people feel every day.