It has been a cold, cold day. I don't mean a chilly cold...I mean a bone-chilling, raw, aching cold that cuts right to the core of my being. It's one of those colds that I feel chilled and never warm all day long. That cold just sets me in one of those moods. Just stay in bed! I don't want to be around myself, so I'm sure no one else will either. We had a two-hour delay, which would have been great had I not awakened at the same time - 5:45 AM. I tried to go back to sleep, but I kept having dreams I was awake. Have you ever had those dreams? I was probably sleeping, but my brain kept right on living like it was a normal day. I felt like crap pretty much all day. I walked around with my fake smile and my fake positive attitude. I just want to go HOME! Forget this day ever happened! I hate this!!! Then it happened. I wasn't expecting this at all. As a matter of fact, I was blind-sided by the whole thing. It could have been almost anything else, but not THIS. I was ask