The telephone rang. I picked it up and listened to a cheerful woman tell me that I was depressed.  There was a good chance I was gaining weight.  I would need to revisit the lab to make sure.  Oh and could I cut back on the coffee? That was a week ago.  I laughed it off.  I’ve been gaining a steady 5 pounds per year.  Which I’m pretty sure I can chalk up to the sugar in my coffee and the bad pastry habit I’m struggling with.  I get that we are living in a season without sunlight to nourish our souls but it can’t be that bad, can it?  People live here and…