Music certainly soothes the savage beast. Right now I am listening to a song from the 1980s. It is called "Electric Avenue" by Eddy Grant. I believe it was from the early '80s, I am not sure. It was, and still is, a great song. Lately, I have having the same thoughts ranging from infidelity on television (again) to whether or not I behaved so badly towards a child. It is as if I cannot hear or at least process what others are saying over the phone. I realize or know that something is definitely wrong with me.