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We've all been there. Whether the sixth slice of pizza put us in a temporary food coma, or a heavy conversation left its residue as we pivot to the next thing where a bit more energy is expected. But we just can't find the next gear. We're subdued when we want to be frisky. Today's episode fought off the fog by invoking multiple images; imagine how helpful it might have been for Tammy Faye to flutter the mist away with her legendary eyelash gusts…just as she breaks down into her equally-epic sobs of emotion. We did. Sorta.