Chaos is defined as a state of extreme confusion and disorder. My mind is chaos, my life is not. My life however, as a whole, is rather orderly. I have the same schedule. I am rarely confused about what I’m doing, or my plans for my future, whether that future be tomorrow or five years from now. My mind however is constantly changing, constantly searching for the answers to questions that everyone is asking…and questions that perhaps no one is asking. I’m so intrigued by the answers to what I do not know, the answers that do not want to be given and the answers that I never wanted to hear. So, perhaps, I am chaotic. Perhaps I am just at this age where these things happen, perhaps I think more of myself.