Chaos is, was and will always be a part of everyday life.
A motivational little poster (the non-internet-pre-lolcats kind of a poster) I once saw read “if a chaotic desk speaks of a chaotic mind, what does an empty desk speak of?”
Rontti is a black cat who loves stealing all sorts of stuff...
Well ordered chaos is something that’s been controlling my home for a while. I know rather exactly where everything (except for a few stray socks my cat tends to steal) which seems to be right where I left them, and always happy to be found, rediscovered or even believed to have materialised from thin air at just the right moment when needed.
However, this chaos is not, where I’d expect to entertain guests, so I’m going through the slow process of a thorough spring cleaning of my home. Which seems to me to be impossible, considering I never seem to have time off from the chaos that is work.
I guess I have so many aspects of chaos in my day-to-day life that I can as well add this one to my list. So here, I seem to be starting my career as a Chaos agent Editor and writing about things that are or aren’t in, around or on my mind.
I guess I’m a bit of a flimsy artist type when I’m not at work fighting idiocy.