Probably had the best morning:
I went to mass for the Feast of the Assumption at St. Anastasia’s.
Pulled a yolo, and randomly called the rectory of St. Peter’s and asked if I could go in for confession.
Got lost driving to St. Peter’s but finally made it on time.
Had a really awesome and grace-filled confession with Fr. Matthew.
Then, we proceeded to have a genuine conversation about life for a long time.
My cup overflows.