Organized and chaos.

The boxes we have labeled our brains.

I am chaos.

I’m always the chaos.

But why is chaos bad?

When did it become the undesired trait?

The stress is what keeps us hungry.

We thrive on the stress.

The messy is where the deep beauty hides.

There’s a place for the organized, clean, and ducks in a row.

But there’s a place for broken, crooked, chipped and bent.

Without the resilience and the road less traveled,

Where would authenticity exists?

Messy and wrong and stressful.

Are the try, and fight and overcome.

Two things can be true.

Chaos creates impact whether good or bad.

Leaving paths for growth.

Chaos by definition Is complete disorder and confusion.

Being always confused means you never have the chance to get bored.

Out of disorder comes creativity.

New life.

All the deep emotions that get to be experienced.