I want definition.

I want nice, neat little boxes.

If not black and white, then broad black borders to contain the colors within.

Classification. Order.

I don’t want things to merge, to blend, to intermingle.

I want to draw a line between thoughts and feelings.

I want to shut off that part of me responsible for irrational.

I don’t want to be able just to identify it, but send it packing.

There’s a difference between knowing and feeling.

I can know it all I want. I have to be able to feel it.