I feel much better after a good night's sleep. I guess the clear conscience thing does help, after the righteous indignation has burned itself down a bit.
M.H. and I took an extra long walk last night, and he was still in full righteous indignation mode. He provided a beautifully argued monologue about why people should treat each other with decency and respect, and then laid out a brilliant case for how everything should have been handled by every party to avoid all the drama and illegal and immoral acts.
As we were approaching home, I was overwhelmed with appreciation and let out a deep, satisfied sigh. "This has been music to my ears," I said. "Tell me more things I agree with 100%."
Without the slightest pause, he turned to me and said, "You have wonderful taste in shoes."