Getting in a flap about things is not my style. The beauty of chaos is that everything finds its own place, without any effort. It may not be the ideal scheme of things, but then, what is ideal for one is anathema to the other.
Let the good times roll. When life comes to the crunch, I will be around – good and whole to think sharp and find a way out.
I’ll turn my back again- on all things orderly and enjoy the new constructed chaos.