Sometimes it all makes sense

"Over the next many days, as he kept nursing himself back to vigor, he thought that maybe when you're making your way forward in life, it just looks higgledy-piggledy, the way, if you were a fly walking across one of Beautiful Girl's drawings, all you'd be able to see was green, then blue, then yellow. Only if you got in the air before the swat came down would you see the colors belonged to a big drawing, with the green for this part of the picture, the blue and yellow for others, every color being just where it was meant to be. Could this be what life was?"

-The Story of Beautiful Girl

So simple yet so beautiful and introspective.