The Daily Shell: Number Thirty-five
I like order. For one thing, all of my can good labels face outward on the shelves. In my closet, I line up my shoes by color. In addition, the the toilet paper sheets roll over not under in each bathroom. But sometimes, chaos intervenes. Ultimately, my universe collapses. Then I regroup and remind myself I am merely the master of myself. And that will have to do.
Ocean Whisper: Sometimes the pieces do not fit.