This was quite an unusual 2 weeks.  I have been on a rollercoaster of emotions coupled with a prison of chaotic thoughts that I couldn’t seem to silence or escape from.  That, friends, is a recipe for our feature guest today: Breakdowns. Welcome, Welcome, you exhausting fucks… Lucky Me. But, seriously, I am lucky.  I’ve been there/here before. I am familiar with this chaotic place.  I’ve actually had a long stint where I lived in this place for quite a few years.  I bet some would call it depression – and it is for sure, oh, lord almighty, it is… But I always seem to come out of it.  I emerge different, changed, renewed (for a while) until the next wave starts to slowly make me sink. But when it relinquishes its heavy grip, it then leaves me alone for quite some time (again, years).  And…