There’s nothing like that awful feeling of being pinned down to the ground and not being able to get up. It feels like a 1000-lb bag piled upon you and you are crushed beneath its weight. That’s what it is like when I go through the blues, I have all energy zapped out of my every limb and to move even a slightest of the muscle is an incredible feat. But that is only one inkling of the story of my battles with Mr. Dee Press Shone, the pesky “black mass” that pushes me down and holds me tight. And he is one sticky bastard, I tell you. It’s not just your body, but your mind AND even your soul gets trapped in his gooey mess. Now how do you deal with that?!