This old coot was up too late. I think I prefer to watch the day after, and I will elucidate.
I turned off the computer as soon as I closed up shop, brushed a demanding Annabelle and Thatch, and got to bed around 10:15. I was so wound up, I could not get "Here You Come Again" out of my head. And for two hours I lay in bed, tossing, running through the song, thinking about the show, and getting NO SLEEP!
I took a Tizanidine around 12:30 and slept some time after that. At 5:00 I woke to Stella jumping all over me, went back to sleep, and dreamed I was a student at Miami U in Ohio but living in a cheap Manhattan apartment with roommates. Most of the dream was about cleaning the bathroom and waiting for the bathtub to drain while the parents of my roommates waited on the street collecting cartons of FreshDirect food.