I now realize that the natural state of things is chaos. That’s how things seem around here anyway.
Peace is able to sneak in for a split second. But soon enough, it’s overcome by a stronger, darker force. A black hole just sucks all the light away and it leaves a imprint of a halo, only in a way where chaos equals goodness.
For goodness sake, just let this house sit still for one second and let it not be rocked with booming voices and shrill tones. Somehow I’ve become used to it, and somehow I’m still not accepting it. I didn’t ask for it, so many people don’t ask for it, but it happens anyway. We’ve all encountered chaos in life and we will continue to encounter chaos. I just need to learn how to handle it.