Used to be a firm believer that chaos could create interesting art and make me a more interesting person. Maybe that’s still true for someone else, but I’ve come to realize the most interesting parts of yourself are already there if you choose to love yourself and Life. That would’ve sounded so trite to a younger me, but I feel it bone deep rn. There’s so much to lose from living outside your natural conviction and peace of mind. Don’t think there’s much to gain from it either.