Crazy Train-ramblings and incoherency

Ozzy said it best, "Mental wounds not healing, life's a bitter shame. I'm going off the rails on a crazy train." My crazy train derailed years ago. The caboose jumped tracks and the little engine that could, just won't. For some reason May, which should be a fabulous month for me, is sucking ass. I am disinterested in most things that usually hold interest for me, except music. Music has suddenly taken on a whole new meaning for me. When I feel myself being eaten away, I slap on my headphones,