My Tar Heels are goin' to the Final Four!
No no no. Not that Final Four...
That Final Four!
NIT baby. Madison Square Garden, here we come...... -JSawyer
The refreshing and even cleansing aspects of the water surrounding his broken and battered existence seem to be more than a literal washing away of dirt and blood and stain. Although X had already maneuvered his most significant transition, the next step appropriated solidified its longevity. Upon resurfacing to land, his mind became affixed on that of the celestial. A time of all merited praise and adoration due to those beyond his own power. Not so much an outward overwhelming sense to come to life throughout his bones, but to whom he owed, the message was surely received.