That is the creative artist – a penalty of the creative artist – wanting to make order out of chaos.
Emotion combined with an artist’s discipline is the rarest thing in the world.
The creative artist is the one wanting to make order out of chaos. The rest of us just accept disorder -if we even recognize it- and get a bang out of our five beautiful senses, if we’re lucky.
The grave’s a fine and quiet place but none I think do finish their books from there.