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I have a cold, and I’m tired and unfocused, but I have things I need to do. Why do we have to have colds? Why do we have to have things to do? Why can’t we always be well and have everything be easy? Oh, I know that’s just life and “get over it” and blah blah blah, but let me just say that if I had been in charge of creating the world, it would have been a kinder, easier place to live, and a lot more fun.