You know when something happens that causes you to totally rethink a prior time period? Like when you find out that someone actually didn’t do that thing that had you pissed off for the last three hours, and now you can’t be mad anymore? Your belief in reality and actual reality conflict, and that dissonance takes some time to resolve.
So this morning, I led services (in case you didn’t know, I’m very religious). Took about 45 minutes, then I talked to some people and hung out for another 10 minutes. Then left.
Walking down the steps and out the building, my pants felt a little weird.
Yes, my fly was open.
The whole time.