Last week I had a cold and I was feeling pretty crummy.  Some evil entity had tied a thick rope around my chest and I hadn’t drawn a full breath for 3 days.  My energy was so low I could barely drag myself to my car to drive downtown for necessary errands.  Me!  the person who usually walks with a bounce everywhere I go leaving my car to pout in the driveway.  I had reached the point where I couldn’t remember what it felt like to feel good.  I was beginning to believe that I was going to be miserable for the rest of my life.  It was bad. Read more