The Right Guardrail
I used to worship chaos. Behind it lay a rebellious desire to be “free”: for me, disorder was synonymous with aliveness and an untamed spirit. For a long time, structure, fixed times, and rules felt to me like a prison that robs you of spontaneity and room to breathe. Yet chaos makes you unfree. It took years for me to truly grasp that for myself. And honestly, this slow transition from chaos to order is still not simply finished today. I have to prove to myself over and over again that structure takes nothing away from me, but on the contrary truly does me good. ...