Things seem an awful mess right now, everywhere and for everyone. I have some experience with mess, so I thought I'd share. I like things neat and tidy. My brain works better when there’s a place for everything and everything’s in its place. And I used to be able to keep things that way -- well, except for the junk drawer(s) and the mail pile. But technically those particular things weren’t meant to be neat and tidy, right? So they didn’t bother me. But then...life happened. Lots of good, some difficult...just, you know, life. And things got messy.